I'm going to the bookies tomorrow to place a bet on me hell ichopper pilot losing control and smashing into the North face of the Eiger.
I shall twat him over the 'ed as we approach it like, and I'll be a millionaire instantly!! 
But you will also be dead Growler!! Anyway good luck climbin yer big 'ill 
Oh bollox. Really? D'ya reckon?

I s'pose I could open the door first in readiness for bailing out like before twatting the driver one d'ya think?
I could tell him that it's a bit stuffy in there and need some fresh air, to instantly quell any suspicions.

I'm going to be minted, and no one will ever know just how I did it.

Eat yer fat 'eart out fat Rooney, you cock knob.
