It was the early 1980s in the city of London

Thatcher was reigning supreme and many people were losing jobs so some of those people would start up skinhead gangs against thatcher

One of these gangs involving a young auburn haired Adrian Stuart Houston and blonde Eddie Hitler

So what do you think of my Graffiti asked Adrian in his strong Austrian accent

What Graffiti? Eddie asked as he downed a beer bottle he held in his hand

Mien graffiti on this wall see it says Target Margaret Adrian said trying to convince Eddie that it would get their message out while he pointed to the wall that had Target Margaret sprayed on in sloppy blue spray paint

Well do you know what I think Eddie said laughing under his breath

What Adrian asked in anticipation at what Eddie's opinion was

I think that… the colour is too saturated, the message and alliteration sounds too nice to be threatening and overall it looks like total bollocks

Oh Adrian said quietly pouting

You need to think of a threat along the lines of the only birds I like are the ones that aren't in charge of parliament Eddie said trying to think of a idea

But we are supposed to stop thatcher not seduce her complained Adrian

Is that what we were doing? Eddie said hiccupping from the beer he drank earlier

Yes because we have no jobs and we don't want to be on benefits anymore said Adrian slapping himself

Oh well if I could have a job I'd be that Joan Major's husband said Eddie thinking perverted thoughts

You mean John Major? that's a bloke right you aren't a bloody queer Adrian explained sounding annoyed

Oh um of course not I like birds as much as the next bloke Eddie answered back coughing in between sentences

But Eddie you know me I don't get any birds and neither do you we are working class men who are history enthusiasts who are also perverted almost all the birds nowadays are feminists so they wouldn't want a bloke in their life Adrian shouted

Then maybe I should be a bird then it can't be that difficult and what is this feminist thing the last time I heard that was when a bird at the pub socked me in the face Eddie babbled

Adrian had enough with the Dipsomaniac known as Eddie Hitler he felt like having a fight with him when he felt a mental disconnection as he started to forget his surroundings and delve into despair

Eddie asked What's wrong matey?

I don't feel well Eddie I'm aching everywhere what are we doing? Adrian mumbled feeling dejected

We were in the middle of a protest but the others got arrested so we were just taking care of the leftovers Eddie answered

Who cares about the leftovers or even the stupid protest it's like I'm not going get any jobs who's even going to care if we die anyway

I care I need a job it's hard to find a job when your last name is Hitler and if you'd die I'd miss you I'd have nobody to have pub fights with and even in the afterlife I'd look up on earth and laugh at you like I usually do

It was too late Adrian had already walked off like he couldn't even hear what Eddie had said to him.