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Post by Tommy Hatcher on Apr 16, 2009 22:17:36 GMT
Tommy Hatcher. Synonimous with the phrase 'tough old bastard'. It was simple. When you thought fighting, you thought Tommy fucking Hatcher. Millwall born and bred. Fight like a Lion, Sing like a Lion, Be a Lion. Millwall was Tommy Hatcher's life. Until he got shipped off with the rest of the criminals from Battersea Prison. Shipped off to bloody America. Washington Penitentiary. God, if there was one thing he hated nearly as much as West Ham, it was those American poofs who called themselves prisoners. He'd watched America's Toughest Criminals on SKY many times before and his view hadn't changed from back then to what is was now. Americans are fat, lazy, dumb-shit poofs. 'Land of the free, Home of the brave?' More like 'Land of the demented, Home of the Whopper'. Fat women, lazy men. America in a bloody nutshell. Now, I'm here. In the middle of a fucking battlefield, known as Washington D.C. There are fucking zombies everywhere, it's like my son (God Rest His Soul) on his fucking XBOX.
So now I'm walking down this street. Right shit-hole. Derelict houses as far as the eye can see. No one is out right now but then why should they fucking be? This place is like the outside of Upton Park each weekend. Dead bodies strewn about the place, having had the life beaten out of them by others. Fuck this, I want a fight. I'm gonna stamp some fucking authority on this slum.
If I had the arse of a sparrow
And if I had the wings of a crow
I'd fly over West Ham tomorrow
And shit on the bastards below
Shit on, Shit on
Shit on the bastards below
Just then, I caught site of some cunt in the distance. Time to fucking mash them.
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Post by John Terry on Apr 16, 2009 22:42:35 GMT
JT walks up to Tommy, with a look of content in his eyes. Tommy does not intimidate JT as JT knows Tommy is well past his sell by date, but John wants to speak with Tommy.
:: John Terry::
"Gimmi a break Hatcher, you aint singing those ponsy Millwall songs again are ya? Especially in a place like this where anyone could be lurking around, and you go make yourself look like a tosser? Slow down big fella I just want a chat, man to man. Word has it were all fucked, Yeah the government have done a real job on us this time and practically everyone I know has clocked it, all I know is Didier managed to get on a boat to Africa, aint heard nothing from him, and me mate Danny fucked off to the Swiss Alps to seek refuge. Cunt."
"But me Hatcher, I aint a runner. You and me were cut from the same cloth and in times like these you really need an ally, we may not always see eye to eye, me being a Chelsea boy and you a Millwall nutter but I'm sure we could, keep eachother company... Safety in numbers Tommy son. What you think?"
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Post by Tommy Hatcher on Apr 16, 2009 22:57:44 GMT
What the fuck is this tosser doing round here? I thought he got muntered back in London. I dunno about this Chelsea twat. Hmm...
Are you fucking slow? We are in America. The land of the Big Mac. This fucking place don't know it's arse from it's elbow. Still, you're right. Strength in numbers 'n' all that. Aah, fuck it, I'll take a hit, fine you're with me, John, but listen here. You put one foot out of fucking line and you won't know what fucking hit you. You'll beg the zombie poofs to infect you with that Bio-lence shit. You got it? Good, now let's go do one over those wankers in Washington Park.
As I start to walk, I notice the lack of John next to me. I turn around sharply and am met by a face of stone. If looks could fucking kill, I'd be pushing up daisies right now. |
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Post by John Terry on Apr 16, 2009 23:09:08 GMT
The look on John's face is one of slight discontent, He looks around at the American landscape...
:: John Terry ::
America? Fuck me, you wouldn't believe it. Tommy mate, Your bullshit bullet proof guard does impress me but one thing between you and me Tommy is if you let that guard down, I'll be fucked if you got any chance. Dont bullshit the bullshitter Tommy you know as well as I know I aint gona try and funny business but your the one who needs an eye on, especially with your history of playing Judas. As for the Bio Lence bollocks, I think I'm ammune anyway...
JT trys to make himself look smart then cant help but snigger a smile creeps onto Tommy's face before the matter turns serious again and the boys head of to Washington park.
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Post by Tommy Hatcher on Apr 16, 2009 23:13:20 GMT
Don't confuse 'immune' with 'stupid', John.I turned away with that rare smile seemingly unremovable, until I saw Washington Park. Think Upton Park times a fucking billion.The End...for now  |
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