Whilst manouvring in and out of the traffic just north of Jebrovia, a car pulled up alongside me with blue flashing lights on its roof and front grille. Hmmmmm i pondered to myself, what could this be?
As i wound down my window, BANG, someting hit me between the eyes. It was pink and shaped like a mans peepee.
I woke to find myself tied to a butchers bench in the sleepy town of Bratislaviano, just outside Bratislava with nothin on but a pair of wooden clogs hand crafted from the remains of the Mary Sellest with a large aboriginal man standing over me holding a pint of beer.
Initially i thought "is he actually waking me up and giving me a pint?"
No sooner had the thoughts lingered across my sensory sensors for a split second, there was a flash and a bang. I had a strange feeling of floating and could taste smoke.
There before me were 3 men dressed in green coveralls holding Lee Enfield rifles shouting "get on your knees, get on your knees".
As i took to my knees a man called winston entered the room.....................................................