Mood:  loud

Not long after I finished tapping away yesterday I heard that the Glitterman was on his way to Hong Kong. Cool I thought, f*cking good duty free shopping there, I wonder if he'll pick up 200 Benson for me. Well no chance of that, as the dozy kiddie fiddling c*nt didn't even make it to the duty free shop...twonk. So looks like I'll have to sneak off down the pub in the minute to see if anyone has done a booze cruise lately. I hate going down the f*cking pub, unlike the days when I went out with The Krays and the Richardsons, I can't really handle my booze anymore, one Shandy and I'm all over the f*cking place. It's times like that I'm glad I have the mysterious ID card with the Star of David on it.

Some of you have pointed out that some of the links don't work on the page. Well if that w*nker Benny hadn't got caught Sausage worrying in Germany, I'd get it sorted. As it is, you'll just have to put up with them for a while longer, I'm too busy saving the world and breaking into women's bedrooms with boxes of chocolates to give a shit about some linking bullshit!

OK, I'm out of here. I won't tell you which pub I'm going to, sort of give away where the Safe House is, and don't think because there's a VW Beetle in the car park that's where I'm at...I might use my undercover car.

Shalom