FEARLESS FINN'S MURDEROUS ADVENTURE

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by Mike Coony


  “Did they get away? Is someone helping you…looking after you?”

  “N-no, n-no f-fuckin’ way, s-see. H-h-helicopters, ar-ar-armoured L-Land Rovers, p-p-police c-cars everywhere, see. They d-d-dragged two b-b-blokes from inside the c-camper see, and I s-saw their heads b-b-bouncing off the gr-gr-ground. I b-b-better g-g-go, s-see, there’s a p-policeman in a f-f-flak j-jacket c-c-coming in the d-d-door.”

  ———

  The newspapers, radio and TV are buzzing with the major drugs bust! The arrests of four prominent members of the Ulster Freedom Fighters in the UK – in possession of one hundred ninety-five kilos of pure heroin destined for the streets of Ulster – is all they’re talking about!

  Unionist politicians are being interviewed all over the place. They’re condemning the so-called Freedom Fighters that have no mandate to represent the loyal and decent people of Ulster. The strongest condemnation came from the Reverend Ian Paisley. He lambasted them! Damned them to hell! Then he demanded that the British Home Office Minister assure him, and the loyal people of Ulster, ‘that these wretches, bent on bringing such poison into decent Unionist homes, will be locked up for life.’

  Reverend Ian, I couldn’t have put it better meself. As Susie would’ve said – game, set and match!

  One hundred ninety-five kilos of pure heroin, not two hundred. Uncle Sui wet his beak. That’s allowed…that’s definitely allowed.

  Now, where's that kestrel gone?

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