True story:When I were a wee'un my parents had a half-way house, so loads of cons came out of the nick and stayed with us.
We had an assassin, a few bank robbers and stuff, good lads most of them.
Anyway, one time me old man goes off to court with one of the lads and they are waiting for his case to be called (it's a simple 'we'll have the case in 4 weeks time, fuck off 'till then' style affair) and there's this farmer in there for fucking sheep.
He's happy to admit to it, so it's over pretty quickly and they set a date for the trial, but as they are leaving the QC asks a question, just as a metter of interest, like, questioning the farmer as to the sex of the beasts.
Despite having just admitted to shagging sheep, the farmer is incenced by this and leaps from the dock and makes a brave bid to get to the beak's throat, all the while shouting, 'You calling me a fucking queer?'.
True story, thought I'd share it with you.
(We had an assassin, a few bank robbers and stuff, good lads most of them.
Anyway, one time me old man goes off to court with one of the lads and they are waiting for his case to be called (it's a simple 'we'll have the case in 4 weeks time, fuck off 'till then' style affair) and there's this farmer in there for fucking sheep.
He's happy to admit to it, so it's over pretty quickly and they set a date for the trial, but as they are leaving the QC asks a question, just as a metter of interest, like, questioning the farmer as to the sex of the beasts.
Despite having just admitted to shagging sheep, the farmer is incenced by this and leaps from the dock and makes a brave bid to get to the beak's throat, all the while shouting, 'You calling me a fucking queer?'.
True story, thought I'd share it with you.
Lord Manley of Ven www.justgiving.com/manley - please?,
Mon 26 Sep 2005, 18:26,
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