Some drunken eejit just alerted my dog as to his presence on our property and she went bananas, barking and growling like a good thing. She woke everyone in the house up. I went out to see what the story was, first out our back garden where i have a good view of the front, then the front door and the dude was as drunk as a skunk. He asked me to call his mobile phone. He didn’t know what town he was in or where the fuck he was going. Betsy (the dog) was ready and willing to tear him a few new orifices. I think the guards (ie the cops) picked him up a bit later. Ne’er a dull moment.
So he was a local, eh?
He had an English accent actually. There are people from everywhere around here but this guy didn’t even know what town he was in.
Was he an Anto or a Deco?
In-trud-er-alert-in-tru-der-alert!
Chi-cken-fight-like-a-robot!