#98. Oi mister, givvus your phone
Posted January 24, 2002, 23:10 CET
We found a secret compartment in Fibbers. I'm not saying where, but it'd be great for hiding in. You could jump out and scare the living bejesus out of Ste causing him to spill his pint and befoul his undergarments. That is, if you could bear the rotting, bewebbed cans of dutch gold.
It was discovered last night that I automatically go to the bar when I hear the words "Oi, mister, givvus your phone". A fact, which was wholly abused and caused me no end of drunkeness.
