I've decided the job's gonna need a crew of 2, it just isn't a one man job. The cat tries to help but it doesn't have thumbs and cant handle explosives.

We'll split the loot 50/50, after the fat man takes his cut. gonna have to lay low for a while and act normal, just till no-one suspects anything.

If we do it right it will be like taking candy form a baby, a piece of cake, a walk in the park... there might be fireworks.. but we wont know until later.

You'll need to be a bit of a smart cookie, not too worried about breaking a fingernail... if they wont co-operate, break what you want. We'll need to be speedy so no couch potatoes.

We might need to travel, meet up a few times to recc-y the job. Then there is the work to do to build up a cover story, meals, trips, gigs that kind of thing... even your best friends will never know the truth.

Must have own bolt-cutters and balaclava, safe cracking skills a bonus.

The cover is that I'm a happily employed architect in North London. I cycle everywhere, keep in good shape, though like a beer now and then.... (what I mean is, I like a beer now AND then later as well.)

Been in London for 8 years. Still enjoying it though some days I wonder about an escape to foreign shores or living in the sticks.

Folding A1 Pieces of paper....

My cat
My bike
My mates
The internets
A good pub
A fast driver waiting with the engine running

nonsense

Playing it nice and cool.... nobody suspects a thing

I've never been to sweden

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