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I first met Sam in a Games Workshop – I had stopped just outside the nerdy establishment to buy the Big Issue from a vendor who stood near its doorway.
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| Here you go...wow, look at that wierdo in there... | |
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There, in the shop, was this curious fellow in miss-matched-coloured clothing imploring some bemused shop assistant for some rare figurine called the Hyrondi or something.
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| I've told you 23 times now, we don't have it | |
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| Pleeease, ill lose face at Games Night... | |
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I took pity on the poor fellow and offered to help him drown his sorrows in the local pub.
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| Quit your jibber-jabber, you need working on, boy. | |
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| Boo hoo, i'll be banned from Runescape | |
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