Savage

Gus Savage, it has to be said, loved an office party. He loved any kind of party, come to that. But office parties in particular tended to bring out the beast in him. Savage by name, savage by nature was his war cry on nights like these. It was sheer devilment on his part, a gut reaction to the spiritlessness of his colleagues. I mean, he only had to look at them most days to feel an overwhelming urge to live large.