I’ve been buying all kinds of James Bond shit on ebay lately. On Saturday morning a clip-on cam drops through my letter box while Suave and Wisdom come round for some House of the Dead Overkill action. And yes, I have the Hand Cannon and a pump action shotgun. Who needs girls when you have Sega.
"What does a man have to do to pacify a bitch?"
That day is a washout but on Sunday me and Suave are back on the prowl. I only do a few sets. There’s three that don’t hook and then I get some decent play from a Singaporean air hostess and right after that a Georgian dancer. Both nice girls. The hostess takes a while to soften up but I plough and she starts smiling and investing. The Georgian is into the conversation from the beginning.
