The Speedfreaks are still waiting to score but now some is on the way. One fellow is pretending to be skint by turning his pockets inside out. Some still have beer to tide them over. If no-one will lend the skint Speedfreak any money he will miraculously find some money that he has ‘forgotten about’.
‘Here’s the money I forgot I had it all along.’
‘You weren’t trying it on were you/’ asks the dealer.
‘No, you know me.’ says the Speedfreak.