-Have you been drinking son? You don't look old enough to me.
-I'm sorry, officer. Is there a certain age you're supposed to be? Cause nobody told me.
And up rolls the riot van, and these lads just wind the coppers up, they ask why they don't catch proper crooks.
They get their address and their names took, but they couldn't care less.
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