Phrases bouncing around my bonce from their incessant delivery by our beer swilling, toothless and girl gifting, fishing captain: “Hey you. Call de fis”, “Tek it an run.”, “Don’t want small an cleva fis, want him big an hungry.”
Phrases bouncing around my bonce from their incessant delivery by our beer swilling, toothless and girl gifting, fishing captain: “Hey you. Call de fis”, “Tek it an run.”, “Don’t want small an cleva fis, want him big an hungry.”