Wot ...I ain't done nuffink gov
You were 'holding the fort' in here so to speak, writing shite and scoffing at me while they were distressing me with those vicious phone calls...cus you KNEW what these reptilians were up to didn't you.
Don't tell me you don't know my blower number either. You know where to find it.
Who the hell is Darren anyway, and why didn't you ask for Pasty, or did you 'bottle it' at the last mo?