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