Needs must Mon Ami.
I siphoned off a couple of ambulances last night, the fucking things are loaded with the stuff!
It's just not cricket that these layabouts dressed in army fatigues sit there waiting for callouts when the rest of us are wasting away worrying where the next chicken Madras is coming from!!
So what if some 98 year old oxygen thief has had a turn and shat her bloomers upside down!
She's had her life, I'm like a fucking Biafran here, skin and bone, with a pot belly and bulging eyeballs.
Selfish cunts!
Yes my learned friend, a bit of syphoning never hurt anyone. I find it a very pleasant taste tbh, not unlike my favourite cleaning fluid.
There's a home care bint who pops round to see an elderly neighbour every day and I got a couple of gallons out of her Kia. Why the lazy cunt needs help I don't know, sitting in a fucking chair all fucking day watching TV Gold. While entrepreneurs like myself need fuel to pick Somalis up from the South Coast.
