FAO: TomD

[CreamyC]

Are you a do-er or a cleaner ?

[TomD]

you'll have to translate that one, i don't speak twattish.

[CreamyC]

Okay cunt, in clearer fuckwit terms, do you do drugs or not ?

[TomD]

yeah i was smacked-up all weekend.

[CreamyC]

Wow.

[TomD]

i only do it because i'm bored, you know. i don't really like the music, i just like smack.

[CreamyC]

No, that sounds fair enough mate. Did you see Capt Winky on your travels ?

[TomD]

are you incinuating something?

 

i'm not from London.

[CreamyC]

And thank [censored] you aint.

 

London is bad enough as it is.

[TomD]

arf arf.

 

so who's Captain Winky.

 

please don't tell me you're that [censored] up that you've made up your own private pet names for folk off CTW.

[CreamyC]

No, it was just a made up name.

[TomD]

to be honest i was expecting something rather more entertaining.

 

but, no, i didn't see capt winky, however i did see bob the builder.

[Mr Moo]

So did i!

 

He was a chalet 2 chalet drugs salesman...

 

And im not joking!

 

[CreamyC]

Thats disappointing.

 

He has let me down.

[TomD]

hmph. he didn't come round to our flat and offer us owt. bastard.