Central - GLA | ut not least we have Mr Alan " | Azzy | " Williams: |
Central - GLA | ' | AZZY | WILLIAMS IS ADEAD MANY |
Central - GLA | ' | Azzy | Williams, A say, aw confidenc |
Central - GLA | ' | Azzy | , mate, A wouldnae worry aboot |
Central - GLA | 'Dunno, you tell me, | Azzy | Williams'. |
Central - GLA | "Well done, | Azzy | wee man. They three huv thoug |
Central - GLA | "Bye, | Azzy | Williams, Monica says, givin |
Central - GLA | ma ears. You want tae watch, | Azzy | mate, that Whytey is Big Eck |
Central - GLA | shoutin doon, Yir a dead man, | Azzy | , ya wee dick! Wait n see afte |
Central - GLA | 'Fuckin run, | Azzy | . Don't take the kickin' |
Central - GLA | 'Fuck up, | Azzy | |
Central - GLA | 'Fuck them anyways, | Azzy | boy. Any shite starts n yir b |
Central - GLA | n textin n phonin like fuck. | Azzy | fuckin Williams is back, live |
Central - GLA | yir main man. Alan Williams. | Azzy | , A git called. Rangers doft, |
Central - GLA | ed tae just yir own. Like the | Azzy | boay, ladies. |
Central - GLA | back up. Easy choice fur the | Azzy | boy. Sah, it's shanks' fuckin |
Central - GLA | lmon-leap tae freedom fur the | Azzy | boy. |
Central - GLA | ? Nae bor, mate. Next fur the | Azzy | boy wis Sophie McKay. She's a |
Central - GLA | y material. Spy-club original | Azzy | boay. Amid the snow, two blac |