That looks like a fascinating article.
As a recent graduate I did a few days' work for a really fucking shifty friend of a friend who ran a ticket agency, essentially running around the West End picking up and dropping off tickets for gigs and shows etc for this shady Paddy, for him to rip off coachloads of Japanese tourists.

He had an indecipherable slang term for all different sums, so he could openly discuss the real cost or selling prices of tickets over the phone, right in front of his victims. To the untrained ear he was talking pure gibberish.

It interested me as I could imagine the lineage of this behaviour going back to Hogarthian times and beyond: the crafty geezer stitching up out-of-towners.

Sorry - I've just realised how dull this post is.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 17 Feb 2010, 17:31, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Its more interesting than baiting Darth below
I'm going to tell him to fuck himself in a few minutes.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Wed 17 Feb 2010, 17:32, Reply)

Needs more examples

C- can do better, if you applied yourself
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 17 Feb 2010, 17:35, Reply)

Story of my life, that is.
One that really perplexed me was a 'rofe' - having glanced at that article I see that it represents £4, and is backslang.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 17 Feb 2010, 17:37, Reply)

I like the McGarrett
*does surfing mime*
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Wed 17 Feb 2010, 17:41, Reply)

My father fucking LOVES surfing

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 17 Feb 2010, 17:43, Reply)