"I hope you pay the dog."......£35, apparently. Should cover a juicy bone and a decent supply of dog treats.
That's quite right. The dog is the brains of our burglarising quartet, but happily takes a lower cut since he knows it won't be him serving a spell of porridge if we get caught, and he's got less use for the loot as he sees more benefit in being able to lick his own todger than investing in fast cars, luxury goods and Burberry.
The gang meeting where everybody experimented to see if they too could do what the dog does....well, it wasn't pretty, and it wasn't successful for three of the four.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
