From earlier,
Scenario- Dave King,the glib and shameless liar,convicted criminal,aye him! pacing up and down,asking his advisors, 'how can ah get merr dough oot ae they idiots?'
Peepul lookin at the floor.shufflin paper's,then up pops a wee voice,'a share issue?'
Dodgy Dave, ah cannae sell shares,the board are full ae criminals'
Guffaws of laughter,'the shares are phuqin worthless ya daft phuq'!
Naw Davie,ah know anybody,even the the criminals on the board, in their right mind widnae touch them wi' a bargepole,but whit aboot the supporters?
Everybody starts pishin themselves wi laughter!
Dodgy Dave says,'sounds good wee man,cos that lot are thick as phuk,elaborate.....
Wee dude,in his best helium guy voice,says,'whit if, we offer the shares tae club1690,1824,1835,or whatever the phuq their called,say we want the fans to be major shareholders who will have a say in how the racket,ah mean how the club will be run,before they go tits up again,sell the confetti,for 20p a pop,tell them their really worth 50p a pop,and the stupid phuqers will dive right in'
Dodgy Dave, 'how much could a make?'
'aboot £13,1/2 million boss'
Dodgy Dave, 'ya dancer get it done'! they gullible bastaarts will bite hook,line and sinker,wee bonus comin your way ma'man'!