Johnny English aka Dave Scottish

I TOTES understand why my Dad was a RIGHT pain in the arse.

Sheesh.

My first job in Stoke Poges. Down the road at a local pubs. The local Entertainment Camp. The local discos. London. Ireland.

I could not escape him. EVER.

HE was Arnie Pye- Eye in the Sky.

And I hated him for that.

Jackie – I told you not to go there into that pub. We were doing a huge drugs raid.

How did he know?

His freaking sneakies were there undercover and recognised me :o(

YUP. My Mother knew before I did and gave me the biggest volley EVER!

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