Jeez, if anyone tells ya it's eazy being a hood, they never bin a hood.
Like on Toosday, Jamie and Rupie did good. That act, who me? was the best number I seen pulled since I remember Ernie Saunders from Guinness making like a dementia victim and then making a miraculous recovery. Class, sheer class.
But today, jeez. On Toosday, Jamie went and told those pansy MPs that he never new notin about any incriminating emails that the Taylor hick lawyer produced. We had to give Taylor ten times the usual gravy cos of it.
Now what have that editor hick at the NOTW, Myler and his sidekick, Tom Crone (soon to be Tom Croke, if I get my way) said to da papers? They told the filth that Jamie new all along. What's with these guys? Just cos they got the bum's rush from their jobs, ain't they got any loyalty?
As for that crim, Mulcaire, we got the guys in the unmarked hire car keeping an eye on him, now we stopped paying his legal fees. He'd better know which side his gravy comes from. We don't want any leakage from Mr. Private Investigator deleting mails from a dead girls phone Mulcaire to queer things.
And now they know Coulson got the eazy ride at No. 10. Old Comms Directors at No. 10 got da whole nine yards, security wise. Da guys after Coulson got da whole nine yards. Coulson? He got da security clearance required to clean the john at No 10. And Cameron, the shmuck told his main man not to hear any evil from PC Stephenson and PC Yates of the Yard.
Jeez, can it get any worse? I need a break from shmucksville. Roll on Pan Am flight direct to my Florida condo.
Chow shmuckheads.
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