What all the Pums boys look like, that by itself buys snogging rights, she is and remains Franz’s bird, it’s gotten late, it was on a night like this that the boys threw Franz out of the car, and now he’s going to get his own back, he’ll know who it was all right, and they’re all terrified of him, why else would Reinhold have agreed to go up, he’s a cheekie chappie all right, my Franz is a golden boy, I could kiss the plumber to death, oh, I love Franz so, yes, go on, snog me, I’ll swallow your tongue, Jesus, where’s he going, we’ll both end up in the ditch, hurrah, it was so lovely the evening with your mob, do I go right or left, drive, just drive, you’re a sweet thing, you know, Mitzi, like the taste do you, sugar, then you should take me out more regularly, whoopsie, the idiot, he must have had a skinful, he’ll drive us into the river.