CINDY-PEDES AN' HOBBIES

Da new Krew been a' it foh a bit o'va a day befoh we got an ambush on us. Yuge Cindy-pede popped outta da ground loik a fooked up jak-off in a box. Da new krew we'en't haff bad - a few good licks and that big bugger was nuttin but mash under me boots. Ole smooth skin dug 'round in its guts for a minute and coughed up sum coin. Sed sumthin bout ELECTRIC-um...neva hurd of it...prob'ly convince some poor sod to take it off our hands doh.
 
Nite watch was unev'nt-ful, pretty boy and pip-squeek got a bit cold HAHA. If they only lis'ened to ole Vinegar Tom, ta grow sum propa fuhr, wuld'nt be a problem innit?
 
Next day, got 2 a bridge. Fookin made me hart sink - 1 hobbie on da bridge and buncha gobbies on the back end. Gobbies are nuffin, but dem hobbies....ain't got a gud feelin. May PART-ley wif him, talk da talk. Or shuv that 2 smart twat roight off da bridge, sumfin abou' birdz and stones eh? HAHAHA