( video ) i'll bash ur head in i swear on me mum | march 12th

[lesson]

( first day in a while he hasn't heard the distant crying of a distressed little girl. which is a good thing, and a good day, and thus deserving of a video post being made. )

Someone finally pick up their creepy little kid?

( for any and everyone who had the mispleasure delight of meeting him first time around, you'll notice several key things have changed about one eggsy unwin. he is no longer wearing a nice bespoke suit; no longer wearing huge-ass birth control glasses (with a bloody useless camera in them, who'd wear them anyway?); his hair is also no longer slicked in the picturesque composed swoop of the high class, and his polo collar? popped.

he also looks a little pissed off, though that might have to do more with the continuous failed attempts at locating his family than in tearful, loud little lucy.

and now he's turning to the network for help. with a side helping of sass. )

'Bout fucking time, yeah? Who leaves their kid wailing about like that for so long? ( and oooh look at this smooth transition about kids. ) If any of you lot see a baby girl in a pram screamin' her head off, you come and tell me, alright?

( so smooth. galasmooth out. )