I'll say "Craig, ya owe me a fiver." or "You owe me a fiver ya bastard." Now ya might be wondering "Why the hell does Craig owe Anne a fiver?"
In my younger days, I did a bit o' pub crawlin'. Mainly with my best chum Sandy. Now Sandy and I could play darts. Workin' as a team we rarely lost. Most of the time, the blokes would pay up if we had a bit o' dosh ridin' on the game. But not this one bloke......
That one bloke looked a lot like Craig Ferguson. And he never paid up.
My husband keeps telling me "Christ woman, get over it, it was only a fiver and it probably wasn't Craig Ferguson anyway."
And if you think I'm listening to him, well, your about as thick as this piece o' wood here.
It's still buzzin' around in my head. So I'll say it again, "Craig, ya owe me a fiver, ya bastard"
The first three photographs were taken from the internet. The last three are mine.
Those three photographs have my signature embedded and are source located to my camera. Copy, crop, paste and you'll here my attorney sayin' "Ya owe Anne a fiver ya bastard."