I found a begging letter lying behind my front door, just because I am a debtor the debt man asked for more. I tell the stupid debt man, “No blood money do I own you only get from a poor man the blood you get from stone!” Threat of the debtor’s court I’ll answer just the once in my very personal retort, “Do it you stupid ponce!”
After a little deliberation and a long, long, hesitation.
I offer him ten plus ten pounds every single month, “That should be enough then to shut your begging mouth, but if for sure in the future some payments I will miss and only if your lips are pure my rear end you can kiss!”