Hello again, firstly, forgive my use of bad language, deliberate spelling mistakes, and poor grammar, but I felt it a necessary way to distance myself from the ’other lot’ who live here in Suffolk..(only joking you guys!)
Again, this is part of the same ‘stand up’ I posted earlier, but now I’m not sure what to do with it, I quite like it presented like this..
Any thoughts anyone?? Many thanks. ……ShellyADHDTV
I spend a lot of time in the village pub, apart from Thursdays, when it gets too busy, because that’s when the numbers are drawn in the ‘losely-meat’ raffle.. (First prize winner, receiving a 10lb ‘Bernard Mathews’ turkey… marinated in Detol! )
..and the reason I spend a lot of my time in the village pub, is so that I can be involved in conversations like this;
INT: village pub. Yesterday.
[ MAN WITH BEARDED WIFE;]
So… you come from Ipswich then, eh, ..boy?
I’ve ‘eard it’s getting bloody f**kin’ rough there now,..’
[ME] .. [ Acting like a hard nut;]
‘Yeah, that’s why I had to get out, let the heat die down a bit.’
‘it was turning into a warzone on my estate’..
‘and with my temper.. Well.. Someone was gonna get killed..
(bollocks! …I’d fancied a bigger back garden, so I applied for a council house exchange.)
[ Man with bearded wife;]
‘Nasty alright,’… ‘I’ve ‘eard, you got some big hairy ‘mother-buggers’ loitering with guns, and swords,..
Man with bearded wife, pauses… and thinks about something,for what seems like an eternity…(but was only about 10mins…)
[Man with bearded wife;]
‘…Did you ever get ‘drive-by’ shot at.?’
[ ME;] ..[ still giving it the big numbers;]
‘Oh yeah,.’ ‘I was caught up in all that shit at least six times..‘twice as a driver!…’
[Again; bollocks!.. I might have been ‘caught up’in couple of death stares, with the local hoodies,as they walked past..(probably on way to another mission to wave ‘gang-signs’at the lolly pop lady.]
[ MAN WITH BEARDED WIFE;]
[trying to come across like; 'Tony Montana' but sounding more; 'Tony sultana'}
It can get a bit ‘naughty’round here too boy, don’t you worry ’bout no shit like that… ’
Suddenly, a little light flickered in the Bearded woman’s mind, triggered by some distant memory.. of excitement..
[MAN'S BEARDED WIFE;]
‘Ooh yes dear..’ ‘None of us from these parts, round 'ere's ever likley to forget ‘bout the ‘drive by stabbing’ of 73.’.......