A man is walking down the high street when he sees a face from the past.
The man walking toward him gives the same reaction
"Tommy, Thomas Palmer, it's been what? How the hell are you?"
"Billy Kelly, I have seen you since school, what was it they called you?"
"Billy Liar"
"Well how are things going?"
"Fan f**king tastic!"
Thomas Palmer walks away shaking his head saying:
"Billy f**king liar"
Billy walks into a massive jewellers shop shaking his head
A fantastic looking blonde who is behind the counter sees this and speaks in a French accent.
"What is it darling?"
Billy is still shaking his head as he replies
"I just can't remember some old friends nick name"
Blonde
"Never mind darling, you're the owner, why don't you give us both the day off and we can go on your yacht, and you can try and remember the silly old friends nick name eh"
As the two head off out the jewellers the manger bows and opens the doors for them, there is a chauffer driven Rolls Royce waiting for them.
The sun is falling on the horizon, clouds of shimmering heat rises up from the sea, we see the silhouette of a massive yacht.
It zooms in
Billy is pacing the deck racking his brains.
The blonde comes out onto the deck dressed as French Maid with Suspenders and a feather duster. She puts a finger to her mouth and pouts as she speaks.
"I ope sir isn't angray, with Naughty Nicole, but I fink I broke something in ze master bedroom"
The two go below deck cuddling.
It zooms out
The sun is falling on the horizon, clouds of shimmering heat rises up from the sea, we see the silhouette of a massive yacht.
A mans voice booms out in victory.
"That's it 'Doubting Thomas'! that's what we called him at school!
