Me and my mates talk about this in the pub all the time, we're not odd or owt, honest.
I reckon it'd have to be someone you don't know at all, at the other end of the country. Stolen car, nab someone walking their dog at night, do them over, go somewhere else in the country, use acid or something to dissolve the body and then not sure where to put the remains. Get a taxi to another city, then train home. Along those lines.

Alt Q - David Moyes. Football is rubbish because we lost our derby game once again. On the plus side I've been informed that a few bullying Chelsea twats got their just deserts on Putney High Street. Wankers.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Wed 10 Nov 2010, 22:18, Reply)