*Advert for Grolsch beer*
A guy is hustled into a basement type room by a gang of heavies. They sit him on a chair and he starts blabbering.
"Listen, I'll tell you everything. I know where the diamonds are. They're in a house by the canal in......"
"Schtop!" (Guy with a dutch accent) "What's with the rush to spill the beans? You should take it slowly; let us rough you up a bit. You never know, you might not crack? Now in Holland we brew the Grolsch lager schlowly. That way the taste is always ready.Ahhhhhh, to die for. Now this is Mr.Tickly." (Another heavy plugs a drill bit with a feather on the end onto an electric drill, switches it on with a whirrrrr and advances grimly)
*Head heavy takes a sip of beer and starts to walk off*
"Take his trousers off......."
*terrified guy*
"No, no, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A guy is hustled into a basement type room by a gang of heavies. They sit him on a chair and he starts blabbering.
"Listen, I'll tell you everything. I know where the diamonds are. They're in a house by the canal in......"
"Schtop!" (Guy with a dutch accent) "What's with the rush to spill the beans? You should take it slowly; let us rough you up a bit. You never know, you might not crack? Now in Holland we brew the Grolsch lager schlowly. That way the taste is always ready.Ahhhhhh, to die for. Now this is Mr.Tickly." (Another heavy plugs a drill bit with a feather on the end onto an electric drill, switches it on with a whirrrrr and advances grimly)
*Head heavy takes a sip of beer and starts to walk off*
"Take his trousers off......."
*terrified guy*
"No, no, nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!"