Why can't they just come out with what they want instead of phoning me and hinting. Three calls I've had today from Gingers cousin asking about our plans tonight and then going on about not having money. I think the idiot is waiting for me to offer him some....in his dreams.
Salla...no no no no no...that is a horrible thought.
Barmaid....He eats rustler burgers. I wouldn't waste my food on him....
Because I didn't offer him any I'm waiting for the call where he asks me to ask Martin to lend him some. Then I'll have to phone him back and tell him 'Martin said fcuk off'
pmsl.....He probably eats his scabs as well....but I haven't seen him do it at the bar. Jeez....Pete use to do it while we were talking to him...yuk yuk yuk..