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Well, that’s it isn’t it. The end result is now inevitable for Mike Fowler. I mean, let’s face it, there’s only one winner and one outcome because Cardin ain’t going to let go. Once he bites, the jaws lock and the recipient either drags himself and Cardin around endlessly and without any respite, or Mike acquires a fifty thousand pound bomb, lugs it up the Wirral and drops it upon Cardin’s head.
Course, that’s excluding the real chance that Mike will be stopped by the Constable and asked, ‘why are you in possession of a fifty thousand pound bomb’. It’s a knotty conundrum for this charity worker who now has his mind set on dealing with The Syphilis and The Gonnarhea, both equally dreadful diseases that I’d rather not be introduced to and infected with thank you very much.
Thinking about it, and I don’t see why I shouldn’t, isn’t it a noble thing to do. Leave Wirral Council with a great big wedge of public money after wrongdoing had been exposed and then giving your services, your life and future aspirations over to the pursuit of fighting the Syphilis and other Sexually Transmitted Diseases that blight the lives of many.
It’s not unlike the old medieval times when, after being shamed, they’d all fly off to a Monastery and devote their time to getting buggered on the hour and every hour by the highly sexed and promiscuous Abbot and praying to God. I think this move to the Charity sector is his way of atoning for the misappropriation of all that money from all those people who were so easily ripped off.
No! There’s no happy ending here. Not for Mike. Quite frankly I wouldn’t even bother with the fifty thousand pound bomb. Great bulky things that present so many logistic problems. How to acquire it for a starters? There’s few available on the open market. How to get it hoisted high enough above Cardin and then have enough skill and ability to get him to stand still beneath it enabling you to drop it on his head and end the misery. Difficult isn’t it!
You see! Nothing is straightforward and easily resolved for Mike. In fact, thinking about it, and Mike wants to explore this whole ‘getting rid of Cardin’ thingy, then I’m more than happy to meet him and painstakingly discuss all his available options but I’ll tell him straight now, every single suggestion that I put forward will involve the chance, and it’s a big one, that if Mike is found out by the Constable, he’ll certainly be required to serve a lengthy custodial sentence.
It’s up to Mike. I’m here if he wants me.
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