Top of the mornin' gents
New member from across the P.O.N.D.
Enjoy a good cigar when I'm not too skint.
So this morning I start my day by taking my rubbish out to the bin, when straightaway I spot a bloke at the empty flat across the street posing as a real estate agent BUT I ain't no wazzock. This chap is MI5 all day.
Now it's monkey's outside and I'm still in the bathrobe I picked up at the morning swap but I know I'm balls-up if this nutter toff makes me. So real calm and cool I yell "Bob's your uncle mate! Ace's weather, no? Well, back to me telly."
He gave a crooked smile and a half wave - the **** - but I don't think he suspected anything. I'll be watching the dodgy cnt.
Now I'm back to the shack for some pork n beans for supper. Tatty-bye all.
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