WOW MY 200 POST
The spy/civil servant
(wink wink) has finally been back. His delay was because he was watching the
golf in America and fixing a leek for a military contractor in France. It was
something about satellites but can tell me any more. He s good mates with all
the golfers. He had a chat with Rory and told him not to party to much or it
will give him a dip in form. Hes good mates with Darren but Darren won his
major and recons its worth 55mill in sponsorship over 10 years and now can be
bothered. Just wants to keep the money rolling in. then he kept talking about
another bloke who’s in Aldershot who is going glazing work. And kept saying to
me ,”we both know who I mean” “no I don’t” “ok if you say so” (wink) “no I really don’t know” he kept talking at me
like I was pretending, and that if I sent his glasses to this bloke he would
“sue” me. He wants some glasses that basically just don’t exist. And he thinks
he knows everything about shooting and glasses. And clames that what he wearing
is something its not. He was then banging on that he wanted me to contact the
NHS and get his glasses records (there is no such thing kept by the nhs) I told
him only where he got them from will have a record. Well they have done a
runner. “I should put a trace on them, but its allocation of recourses isn’t it”
“well I think she went to Alton” “really , ohh I know who she’s with, my father
is the ex-mayor, so one phone call to him and ill find her” he then wanted me
to take his details. And he gave me an address that was a load of houses for
asbos, and down-and-outs. When I asked the postcode “post code? I don’t know
the post code. Civil servants don’t use post codes”
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