Fine, imagine this: you’re at the local Nando’s getting their veggie supreme for your girl Suze, when a man in a tracksuit comes at you saying that it’s his order and that he’ll brap you up if you say different. You notice that his hand is down the front of his trousers, and if he’s hiding anything there it’s either small or non-lethal. Suze is looking at you. What do you do?
I don’t eat meat. So I wouldn’t go to a chicken shop. So none.
Fine, imagine this: you’re at the local Nando’s getting their veggie supreme for your girl Suze, when a man in a tracksuit comes at you saying that it’s his order and that he’ll brap you up if you say different. You notice that his hand is down the front of his trousers, and if he’s hiding anything there it’s either small or non-lethal. Suze is looking at you. What do you do?