“Chris…Chris,someoneone`s fallen down”.
“Who was it?” asked Chris.
“I think it was that bloke called Guy Hochman,that POS zionist b*stard”.
“Is he alright? asked Chris.
“Looks like he broke a rib”.
“Pity it wasn`t his neck” laughed Chris.
“Quick,grab his scarf”
“What for?”
“There`s no toilet paper in the dressing room and I need something to wipe my ar*e with”
