How old is he?
I'm NOT famous, so you can stick yer bloody housy housy up yer arses.
I'm not dead anyway, as you can see.
Bloody charming you lot....NOT, trying to gain summat from me demise. Bunch of gits.
Anyway Mrs GROWLER wasn't actually too bad tbh.
I played the old tune of being charming and blaming meself for all my "ridiculous stupidity", and told her I was all stressed out over this pending theatre trip.
It's her burfday tomorrow, so I quickly changed the subject, and asked her if she'd like a pressie like?
Going to the Asda now, to see what my mate George
has got in the sales like.
I think I may have just got away with what I thought was an impending spit roasting