Our Little shop

Auld enemy

"Hey Anika you useless piece of trash fetch me the newspaper I want to see what is going on in our crappy town today, who's been murdered today what's the latest news? Now pass it over!" Screamed Aryan. "Shut your mouth I'm reading hello magazine you'll get your newspaper over in a minute" replied Anika."Lazy cow" DING went their shop door, it was a man dressed in a sublime white suit not a spec of dirt touched him you could smell an irresistible scent off of his smooth skin. "He's wearing that Hugo boss stuff, aye I saw an advert for it em the other day on the TV,nineteen quid a bottle I was bewildered at the price he's got his lavish lifestyle and designer outfits but we don't need all that we've got each other one crappy wean and one good wean." Said Aryan. Then the man looked up and Aryan noticed who he was. "You ya crackpot I'm gonna beep beep beep...." Spluttered Aryan.
                                                 Later that evening
"Oh no Anika that's that Harry McNeill geezer that ran the shop across the road he headlined the newspaper the headline was the roll and sausage scandal, aye four quid a roll but the nearest cafe was in the middle of town and there's always a murder there, it wasn't as if he ran a cafe he ran a miserable wee convenience shop and made money off

of sausages he grilled on a grimy fifty year old grill that gave me the boke but when I see him again he'll won't know what's hit him!" exclaimed Aryan."See rather than spouting your gibberish why don't we just make some rolls and sausage we could be doing with a bit of money in our pockets anyway."Said Anika "Sorry what was that Anika?" Just after their conversation their useless son Advik stormed through the door."Hey dad I have an excellent idea why don't you just make your own rolls and sausage? I mean if he could make money out of it surely you can." " That is a brilliant idea son, I hate you a little less now." " Oh dad that's a wonderful thing to say!" " idiots", muttered Anika.
                                    A few days of brainstorming later
"Okay Anika, is the grill ready because see if it isn't I'm gonna slaughter you I'll use your ass as a mantelpiece for above the fire ya useless smelly inbred....." " calm down ya impatient brat it's ready I'll go get the sausages you get em a white Danish loaf from the bread section and make sure it's not out of date I think I saw one that went off today so it should be okay, okay let's go! As they had finished talking the same man walked in the  door "em can I have four packets a Lorne sausage and five black puddings can't keep the customers waiting ha ha." "You with customers not in a blue moon" Said Anika sarcastically. Aryan looked out of the window then looked back at Anika, what he said was true he had hundreds of hungry customers waiting for a roll and sausage." May I ask how much do your rolls and sausage cost?" Asked Aryan. " A fiver are you kidding me that should be on rip off Britain are you serious! Balled Aryan. Harry McNeill walked out of the door looking rather distraught at some of the language to explicit to mention that Aryan called him. The smell of the freshly made sausage flew out of Aryan and Anika's shop window at blew into the noses of the people in the gigantic queue and they sprinted over to Aryan and Anika's shop they were all served. " now let's put some sort of pill in Harry's sausages so no one ever goes there again! Suggested Aryan. That night they snuck over to Harry's shop and intoxicated his sausages then the next day police sirens woke them up Harry got dragged out of his house and took to the poky Aryan and Anika celebrated and jumped up and down they never saw Harry McNeill again.