During Christmas of 1998, a couple of dudes tried mugging me outside a pub in Dalston. I had the best part of a monkey on me. Wrong move, I told them before handing out a few slaps. They loped off and I returned to my pint. I was pretty tasty in those days. True dat.
Two spanners tried to mug me in Bounds Green, around 1984. I had the best part of **** all on me, but lost my kebab due to shoving it in one of their faces.
I like to imagine you were wearing a bow tie or a cravat when you sent the scoundrels loping with thick ear and lip!I I like Ponders.
