"Watch that upturned rug at the top of my stairs my homeboys. Do not be tripping on it like, lest I pop a hat in your bloody arses, DO YOU GET WHAT I AM TALKIN ABOUT YO?"
"That portion of slapper was spot-on firing like. Now I'm gonna my arse down the old Rubber, and purloin some Deputy, outwith. Rectitude, geeza, rectitude."