Mickybo and Me Page #2

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to be perfect with you.

I just don't want to get there

and find out it stinks.

At least think about it.

All right, I'll think about it.

You didnt see Lefors

out there, did you?

Lefors? No.

Good. For a moment there,

I thought we were in trouble.

Fuego!

Fuego!

Fuego!

When he kicked the big ugly guy

up the balls.

That was class.

Here, I'm Butch, you be Sundance.

- Why?

- Cos I say so, that's why.

But I don't want to be Sundance.

I bagsie be Butch.

What's the matter with you?

I'm Butch, right?

You're Sundance and I'm Butch.

I started this gang. I run things here.

If I say you're Butch's horse,

you're my f***ing horse.

So what is it? The horse or Sundance?

When you put it that way,

I'll be Sundance.

Beezer. Now come on

and we'll blow up something, partner.

I'd never met

anyone like Mickybo before.

He was just different.

You owe me a ball, Mickybo.

But you two stole his new bike.

You're a right wee f***ing smart-arse,

aren't you?

This here's none of your business.

It's between us and Micky here.

- Where are you from, JonJo?

- Up the road.

Leave him alone, Fartface.

He's my partner.

Gank.

We don't like them 'uns

from up the road, do we, Gank?

- F***ing hate 'em.

- Which means we hate you, wee girl.

If we catch you here again,

fruiting about with wee Micky,

I'll make sure you never piss

straight again, understand?

Aggh!

Run, JonJo!

Do you think they'll come after us?

No, now we're a gang,

they'll leave me alone.

No one'll mess with you and me.

I'm sorry I'm late, Mummy.

Where have you been?

- Just out.

- Where?

Nowhere, Mum, just playing.

You can't be out this late.

It's not safe.

I worry when you're not here, JonJo.

I need you to stay close to home.

OK.

Mummy, could Daddy

not teach you to dance?

You could put on your nice dress.

Now, why would I go out, when

I can be here with my number-one man?

Where was that one?

It's OK.

It's way over the bridge somewhere.

Will the people in

Palestine Street be OK?

Who do you know in Palestine Street?

As I watched the smoke rise,

my heart almost froze.

But I couldn't tell my mum

about Mickybo.

It would only make her worry.

You should've seen

this place burning.

Nearly burned down the whole street.

It was pure class.

- Was anyone hurt?

- Don't know. But I got us a souvenir.

A lucky treasure.

Do you think I used

enough dynamite there, Sundance?

Come on.

- Esto es un robo.

- You what?

It's Bolivian.

It means "This is a stick up. "

- Ma says you're to give us some money.

- They'll be recruiting toddlers next.

- Da.

- What makes you think I've any?

- You need money to buy beer.

- Aye, you're right there, Son.

Jesus, stop the presses.

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