Turned out she was from the Mercury, and it was fucking headlines in Tuesdays chip paper, “BNP rejects Lib Dem call for violence.”
Norman was straight round the depot, “What the fuck did you mean, ‘not hang Pedos up by the bollocks?”
“It don’t fucking work,” I said, “Their bollocks tear off,” I told him. “Needs fucking killing,” Al added. “You want to fuck my bum?” Sanra said later, “Only don’t you get bored just doing it face to face.”
“Never really thought,” I said, “But no, doggie maybe but ass holes are for shitting through.”
“What about me period?” she asks. “Johnno,” Sandra says, “Do you want to fuck me with your great big juicy cock?”
“Well I can’t use anybody elses!” I explained, “Where, round the bogs?”
“Your house silly, come on,” she says and she nearly dragged me out.
