Haha this is a quality comp..ill give it a go..
Slightly hard of hearing Mr Bailey is walking along a narrow street ( think York shambles), when a commotion on the other side catches his eye, curious he crosses over to find out what's occurring.
He soon finds that a short man (uncle wala) is trying help another man off the ground and politely asks if he needed a hand.. the conversation follows..
Mr B..' excuse me sir, but would you like a hand'
Uncle w ' why how lovely of you to offer, please could you help me help this this man find his feet'
Mr B ' receipt? Receipt for what?, perhaps he is sitting on it'
Uncle w ' not receipt, find his feet'
Mr B ' but I can't lift his feet, otherwise we won't get him up to find the receipt'
Uncle W ' no no no, there is no receipt sir, I need him on his feet'
Mr B 'why would you knee this poor man, what's the matter with you?, I think I should call the police'
At the mention of the police, man on ground jumps up and says, 'not the police, and turns to uncle w and says, in a very lethargic way, ' jeez weedy wala, that is the best blunt I've had in years, I want to hug you'
Mr B looks astonished, and turns to uncle W and cries, ' good grief man, run quickly, this man wants to mug you, now I know why you kneed him, and don't worry, I was a scrapper back in my day' before pushing uncle W to the side and lamping the clearly still wasted other man so hard he drops back to the ground and passes out..
Uncle W, turns and says 'my goodness, why on earth did you do that you fool'
Mr B replies, ' why thank you, its a long time since I was called cool, I think I quite like this place' before turning and leaving to walk back across the road, leaving a very confused uncle wala to try and revive his stoned and now knockout friend..
Lol, tried to keep it short, but that one could run for ages..
When's the drawπ
I might try another when I have more timeπ€£
