It was 2.30am, and, following a tip-off, myself and my youthful ward, Rob Tin, were on the top shelf in Sandeep Patel’s grocery store and off-license in Poplar, East London.
Suddenly, there was the unmistakable sound of breaking glass and we readied ourselves to spring into action. Two shadowy figures came into view and we watched as they began to make their way towards the fridge containing a variety of reasonably priced beers and premium strength lagers.
As the raiders started to fill their black bin-liners with their precious booty we knew it was time to ditch our mild-mannered alter-egos, to don our capes and cowls, and to tackle the contemptible fiends without delay.
Sadly, we were thwarted by the fact that we’re tins of beans and we just had to watch helplessly as they walked off with the fizzy grog.
NEXT WEEK: We’re joined by our crime-busting, feline aide, Cat Food Woman, as we allow two masked men to walk off scot-free with a case of Jim Beam and the cash register from a Polish goods shop in Camden Town.
Holy nutjobs! I worry about myself sometimes folks 🙂
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Ditto!
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You worry about yourself too do you Touch? Well, I’m not surprised to be honest, as I have heard that you’re a tad “unusual” 😛
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Doh! I walked into that one, didn’t I?
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Aye, ‘appen tha did lass but don’t be too ‘ard on thee sen 😉 xxx
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You carry on and ‘appen al swim mi sen to deff.
Is that how you do it?
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Aye lass, ‘appen it is. Now get thee sen down t’ offie and bring back case o’ best Yorkshire bitter or ‘appen ah’ll call vitnery and ‘ave thee shot for ‘orsing around!
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Reblogged this on SOZ SATIRE and commented:
You couldn’t make it up really could you? 🙂
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Terrible thing…saw it myself. Peeking out the vending machine on the wall by the door…truly terrible. Yours, Con Dom the Machine Man
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After penning surreal stuff like this I begin to doubt my own sanity you know 🙂
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Certainly know what you mean Brian
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