Some young fella is
on holiday when a bunch of jihadi ballsacks raid the beach resort and kill lots
of people, including his girlfriend, who's just agreed to his proposal.
He reacts in the way
any normal person would by turning himself into a home made Jason Bourne type
fella. He goes off to kill those who ruined his wedding plans, which brings him
to the attention of shady CIA types who decide he'd be a great candidate for
their version of a Youth Training Scheme apprentiship.
YTS and
apprentiships. If you're under 30, these are things that used to exist when you
still had half a chance of getting somewhere in life in the U.K. if you weren't
born into wealth.
Anyway, he does well
and joins a furtive 'let's kill forigners' dept., having wee little adventures
all over the world. Including, seriously, Croydon.
Although it's dressed
up to be Turkey for some reason.
It's the same road I
done my driving theory test in some years back.
CROYDON!!!
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