Laugh That

Starts on the street. Outside like. Begins with Police searching a car, wrong car as it happens, and other footies holding this guy up against a wall while others is checking his jacket in doorway of adult store. Is my understanding they won't find nothing.

Is sunny day. Busy day actually. Bad atmosphere. And I's seeing looks being passed between people trying too hard not to know each other. Failing badly they is, they really should do better. So here's the story. Morning. Early for some, late for others. And someone, it would seem, is clearly not going to make it through the day and is already getting desperate and is needing some action pretty quick, like right away, right now. So. Quick snatch job is all, but bad call is what it is. Being watched see and being watched quite closely as it happens. Luckily, for all involved, footie wades in. There's a bit of running round, who doesn't like a good chase? Local security joins in too. Laugh that, though twats they is because people's quick round here. When opportunity arises. So, quick in and out is all. Even though they knows cameras got them and security'll be having 'words' later. Poor bastards. Like I tells you is my street. Reckon you knows rest.

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Steve Coel