The Bruvs were walking down the street, it was the 2nd of June in London town and things were hotting up.
Ted the Binge had been acting up, and he needed to be taught a lesson, and quick before he blabbed out that the Bruvs were getting soft.
'Ronnie, what shall we do about Ted?', Bruv Reggie asked his Bruv
'Lets get the slaag Bruv Reg, lets put him down with the fishes in the Thames'
Later that hot afternoon the Bruvs found themselves back in the Beggar.
'Get us both a brandy Marge, and hurry up' said Reggie to the barmaid.
The Bruvs drained their drink and demanded another, they lit up a Benson and decided how they'd get Ted the Binge
At 7pm the time for Teds demise had arrived.
He was drinking in a small boozer near Tower Bridge when the Bruvs Ronnie and Reggie walked in.
The place went silent, fear was written on all the drinkers faces.
Ted was standing with his back to the door, and knew something was up by the sudden and eerie silence.
He turned round slowly and saw the Bruvs standing there, both with a cudgel in their hand.
'You complete slaag Ted, now you're for it you nonce' snarled Ron
Ted started shaking, his face chalk white with horror
Reg grabbed him by the hair and dragged him outside.
'You've been slagging us Ted now its time for you to pay the price' said Reg.
Ron looked at his Bruv and nodded, they knew what to do.
They took a shoulder each and threw Ted off the bridge, into the Thames below.
As he screamed and swore the Bruvs looked at each other and laughed, 'Noone will slag us off again Bruv, noone ever' said Ron.
Reg nodded and lit up a Benson, 'Come on Ron' he said, 'If we hurry we can make it back home for 8 and some of Auntie Roses best chocolate cake'
Ron grinned and said 'We are the best Bruvs aren't we Bruv?'
'Yes Bruv we are' said Reg as he fired up their Jag, 'We are the Kings of the City and our legend lives on'...
