Isn’t that the bohemian chap, Arthur Cormade, you know the old chap who recites the poems? Bladesey’s asking me.
I look at him and scoft: - You call the cunt a bohemian, but what does that mean? Tae me that’s a fuckin jakey.
Well, actually, he has had a collection of poetry published, and it did win an Arts Council Award.
That’s what a bohemian is though, that’s the definition: a sponging alcoholic jakey cunt who manages to con rich liberal wankers intae believing that he’s some fucking intellectual. He’s a fuckin jakey! He lives in the doss-hoose. You can call him what the fuck you like, but tae me he’s just a fuckin sponging jakey cunt!