hi paul. i picked up your mail for you. it's a letter from the council
read it to me while i put the kettle on.
something about being evicted from your bin. 'dear mr flavell. we are writing to inform you that . . . blah blah blah . . .non-payment of rent . . . blah blah . . . twenty four hours notice.
hi. i'm the drunken homeless guy from the movies. i'm usually in lighthearted comedy or action flicks, starring the likes of james belushi, or eddie murphy.
i usually appear in a scene set in a dark alley. the kind that has steam coming out of the floor, and big wheelie bins.
and when something unbelievable happens. e.g. arnold schwarzenegger falling to earth naked, or something . . .
. . . it's my job to rub my eyes and look at my bottle of booze, as if to say 'wow i must be ripped to the fucking tits'. but nothing like that happens to me really.
give me your clothes, your boots and something to cover my tail.
so then after university i landed a job with a music magazine as a graphic designer, which was great at first . .
but i yearned for a more flexible medium for my work. so that's when i started to learn a little HTML, java etc and set up my own web design business . .
. . and extra fries and a chocolate donut, please.
. . . so anyway, i get us involved in a series of unlikely scrapes with real villains like lenny mclean, vinnie jones and the kid from press gang.
what, despite the fact that we look more like a gang of middle class students than east end wide boys?
don't you worry about that, they'll swallow it alright. and there are gonna be scenes where we're having a proper laugh like lads do. in pubs and all that.
i hope they shoot some of it at double speed and play a cack fatboy slim tune so we look dead mashed. can we be drinking tequila?
yeah. oh and there are gonna be loads of old cars, cool ones like in the sweeney. and we all wear sharp gangster suits. like in get carter, only prettier.
hold on. don't real gangsters wear tracksuits and drive lexuses? i'm not sure about this. it sounds a bit shit.
. . . and if you're looking for something a little more roomy, we have this '97 model here. Aircon, Leather, etc.
Oooh it's nice. How much do you want for it?
Think of this car as an investment. Like you said yourself, "For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also". It's nine and a half thousand.
OK, I'll take it. Wow this is exciting!
STEP OFF, FUCKO! That is police property and you are under arrest!
this fagit cowboy looks like michael morgan only less of a gHeY inbreeD
YO DOOD WAZZZZZUUUUUPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hey liddle feller what you doin out here in teh desert all alone??? does yo momma know you out here cuz if she dont then you in a whole big heap o trouble
so
I AINT NO LIDDLE FELLER A-HOLE SMELL MY FREAKING CRIACK YOU BIATCH!
WTF have annyboddy seen my hoss?
suddenlyontheothersideoftown.....................
Jesus? What the fuck is all that?
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Hello Gloria. Keep it on the D.L. but someone left the cake out in the rain all night long. I need to get a substitute, fast.
So what? Don't worry. Be happy. Yours is no disgrace. Put some brass in pocket and I can give you what you need. I have an american pie here in my car.
That's a relief. I thought I'd have to serve lumpy gravy and hot dogs. Is it really good stuff?
Would i lie to you. This is some expensive shit. What do you think?
Darling, you haven't forgotten that we invited my boss and his wife round for dinner, have you? They'll be here any minute.
But darling, I have a huge cocaine and sex party planned for tonight. The stripper is booked and all the girls are coming. They'll be here any minute.
Oh Jesus Christ!
Don't panic. We'll just have to keep them apart. I'll keep my party in the living room, and you entertain Mr. Blotarsky and his good lady wife in the dining room.
Well it's a crappy idea but we haven't got much time. Let's just hope nothing terrible happens.
I have a wad of twentys here that says Mrs. Blotarsky finds a ten inch dildo in the bread basket.