Fresh from frollicing in the daisies on Hampstead Heath with a group of skinheads (with the dog shi*t stains to prove it), George Rostov is caught on CCTV trying to persuade three school girls to swap their S Club 7 sticker album for three grams of Colombian smack, along with a selection of hair clips he'd stolen from Claire's Accessories, and a half-chewed packet of Hubba Bubba. Alas, after said exchange of narcotics, he walked away with only a bottle of cheap cider (that turned out to have been used by one of the bints during a pregnancy test), and a phone number of a dodgy old paedo who allegedly used to nonce them.
Oh well.
(Does anyone, asks George, have that legendary sticker of Paul, Bradley and John at a photoshoot in a lovebead factory? If so, please get in touch.)
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