Central - GLA | WHERE YOU STAY, YA WEE DICK. | Taz | is handin the boys fags oot h |
Central - GLA | wo nicest burds fae the team. | Taz | walks back up wae another las |
Central - GLA | amin doon the street at them. | Taz | looks like he's gonnae lay a |
Central - GLA | only a hundred feet away noo. | Taz | 's caught his breath again. 'A |
Central - GLA | ven happened then?' Eck says. | Taz | goes in tae great detail in t |
Central - GLA | 'Aye, fuck. We backed | Taz | right up n aw that' |
Central - GLA | e across the road. Their mate | Taz | standin the middle ae his wee |
Central - GLA | 'Here boys, that's fuckin | Taz | , ma brur's mate. |
Central - GLA | r presence. Big Kenzie, Eck n | Taz | appear at the front n somebod |
Central - GLA | is wis obviously too much fur | Taz | tae hear in public. 'Aye, wel |
Central - GLA | Our only real friend left is | Taz | , but he's distracted, tellin |