Eric Bana is fantastic as Chopper. One of my favourite films ever. The one liners crack me up even after I’ve watched it at least four times.
’Nice shirt son. Do they make them for men?’
He’ll be the one holding an emaciated flea ridden mongrel on a piece of string, lying unconscious in a pool of vomit and piss, with a battered, blood covered rusty saxophone lying beside his caved in skull.
Stubbers It’s marching, rioting and bonfire season across the water. How about accompanying me for a weekend mini break? I’ll pay for the petrol. For the Molotovs, not the car. You can get that.
We could drive down south and look up Panz before we leave. Shouldn’t be hard to find. Probably in the first doorway we look.
10/10 for your work ethic Neil.
Not many would put so much effort in just to stock up with anaesthetics in case you forget the hammer and a bit of work comes up on the way to the 24hr garage.
Oh yeah. I’ve always had a thing about women with hearing aids. Not in a weird way or anything.
And colostomy bags, but that is definitely in a weird way. Thankfully no one except me knows about that.
Chopper Read would have probably been refused entry by security if he’d turned up for an interview. They would likely have regretted their decision very quickly though.
’Right boys. Let’s have those toes off now. Chop Chop.’
Calm down Gypps. Frank doesn’t get much time on the keyboard nowadays. He has to wait for DC to go for a piss and make sure he puts it down exactly as he left it when he hears the toilet flush. It’s almost as if they’re the same person. Obviously they’re not of course.