a scouse tale..

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Alright la, where are you going'? The airport? Boss. The 'Dam is it, go them coffee shops and get on the white widow and that? Laughin' kidder, fill your boots with some of them brasses and that. Every which way, la.

No, I've not been myself. Always working aren't I. No, not cabbying, this is my arl fella's, he's off on holiday himself like. Him and his new tart, they're off on one of them all exclusives like. Eight hundred nicker and all your ale and your scran's free.

Mexico? No. The Caribbean, you're [***!!***] joking aren't you lad? He can't stand them lot like can he, and he's heard the bitter's [****!!****] abroad as well. He went the Isle of Man once, never again he said, the malaria injections knocked the piss out of him for weeks.

No, you know where you are with Barry Island.

Did you go that Wayne Rooney's party?

Didn't you? Oh. Oh god yeah, I did, only for an hour like, I had a few little things to do like. It was alright I suppose. That one out of Nuclear Kitten was there and that - should have seen the glad eye she was giving me like. I said to her like, "Listen love, if you think your going to stop me going for a bevvy with me mates and that well you might as well just [***!!***] forget about it now - you're not [***!!***] on, girl."

The invite? Oh I know Roono dead well. I was in the same team as him when we were kids. He wasn't that good you know. Not as good as me anyway. There were scouts from all over the place coming to watch Dead Eye Delta Force. I was playing in the under 8s when I was only three. No [***!!***].

I was playing on a Sunday until recently like, but what with work and getting banned for biting that fella's nose off I can't be arsed any more.

That's five pound ninety. Lovely.

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