by Connor Marshall » Sat Apr 13, 2013 8:20 pm
"No, no bloody breakfast," Connor shot back. "Bloody hell, don't you get it? What I do is mine, the choices I make are mine, and they might be bloody daft sometimes, but you don't get to bloody well take them away from me. You want to pity the poor stupid hooligan, fine. Do it and then sod off with the rest of them. I can manage my bloody self."