Thats the price you pay for getting on public transport

I got robbed the first time I went to London, came out of kings cross (coming from newcastle). Busy as fook so I stood there like a twat staring at a shoddy map I had to find the hotel. This guy wanders over and has a bit of banter and I ask him directions to the hotel.

Guy> Yeah no problem mate I'll trade you directions for a fag
me> Yeah errmmm ok cool
Guy> *Takes a drag* ahhhhh thats better
me> Come on then where the fook am I going
Guy> Fook knows mate I'm shit wth directions, see ya!


Couldn't fooking believe it cheeky bastardo!