“Can you believe this shit”
“Calm down, what's the matter”
“I really wanted that job, but they gave it to Mr smooth talking soave over there”
“Suave, you don’t mean Soave...”
“I mean Soave, as Mr Posh Bastard only has his own bloody vineyard!”
“Where did you put it?” Dosan was frantic, as he turned the room over looking for the stash. “Back in the hollow, same as always” “Well it...