My young cousin used be a bit of a charver,
He used to come round my house every friday night and ask me to buy booze for him and his scummy mates so that they could get hammered in the local park.

Every week they used to give me more and more money to buy them a decent variety of alcoholic delights, word had soon got round that he had a cousin that would help the local chavers get booze on a friday.

Soon I was the Mr Big in Dunston for buying the chavers booze and I could start to up my cut of the deal from 20 marlboro lights to 40 marlboro lights and £20, and eventually £40.

Quite a good deal really, which came to an end when one of his mates grew some chin pubes and could get served himself, after about 6 months.
(Mr Neil, Fri 1 Oct 2004, 11:27, Reply)