'Eeees ben doin' stuff 'e 'as . . BIG stuff.  . . wearied o' the snivelin' boss runnin' on 'bout 'ow th wind cud be blowin' a might stronger 'n wud be better fer shootin' a postal score - that RGs gettin some kind o' prissy o' late, 'e 'as . . . lokt 'im up in the HOLE an took th dainty out ourselves we did . . warn't but a triflin' bit o' 20 MPH blow nohow. . . Th BOSS 'ad left the BUICK runnin' and th keys 'n all - an' th dainty - 'e calls the LV  - an' 60 shots reddy t' shoot 'n all 'n all the shootin'stuff . . so wen 'e come a snivelin' down, we jus sorta pushd 'im t'side 'n lokt the door . . an' WE drov the BUICK up t' Terrible Terry's !  An' th dainty warn't so scared o' a little wind nernothin' . . WE din't mis th mark but three times an' mebby only as twice . . th scorin' Lady mite o' taken a fancy to US ya know . . . drov som o' the cobbwebbs outa the BIG car to . . bein' BOSS ain't so bad as RG puts on . . .  BIG MIKE