MuggedYour Ginger Fuhrer was telling me the other night about going out in Birmingham after finishing a shift working in a bar. Very drunk, still dressed in his bar uniform, our fearless leader was mugged.
They stole his green stick-on bow tie.
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chthonic, Thu 15 Jun 2006, 14:58)
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Lothian RoadEdinburghs most lovely of promenades. Charmingly decorated with vomit, jailbait and gadgie proto-primates at approximately 3 or 4am. Myself and my friend, a hippy, were walking up the road to the 24 hour shop in search of some munch when we were surrounded by a group of bad tracksuits and baseball caps.
"Ehhh yous go' ahnnee eckies, like?"
"No"
"Valeeyum?"
"No"
"Jellies?"
"No"
The hippy starts to reason with him on a conceptual level, he pulls a decent knife. He points it at me, I punch him in the throat, and suddenly a copper turns up. Magic. Gadgie is on the ground, saying "kechh..." - knife, or his mates, nowhere to be seen. Copper starts to arrest me. The hippy calls him a fascist. This doesn't go down well.
So I ended up getting mugged by proxy...
Apologies for length, but you know you love it.
(, Thu 15 Jun 2006, 23:12, Reply)
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