“All right behave,” I said before Sinbad could smack him, “How about it Al, how about a bit of forced fucking?”
“You can’t make them fuck women?” Al said, “Can you?”
“Up the ass with a strap on for a kick off,” I suggested. Thursday came and we met up after Band practice around ten, Me, Al, Sandra, Harley Charlie and Big Norman, Chalky and Sinbad bottled it but we had enough. Indian xxx “Fucking Band’s playing at St Giles,” Al apologised, “Sorry.”
“Tomorrow then?” I asked. “Agggghh,” we heard someone shout. “No it burns!” Desmond says. “Agggghh,” we heard someone shout. “Getting another,” he said, “Failed the MOT,” he said, “Months ago, rust and dodgy brakes.”
“Fuck!” I said wishing I had walked.
