A sequel would be a class one botch-up. The only people who would attempt to do such a thing would be:
- Wannabes – probably students
- Some dodgy bloke with intentions to make stupid money (actually I think this person may make a remake and attempt to sell it of as a original)
- Over enthusiasts- (usually crap writers, who enjoy kissing there own backsides-but which side?)
- Some bored, uneducated, dim-witted, individual, with a crap life………
…………so here comes my attempt.
THE SEQUEL YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!!!
DO IT BITCH!
By Kuthi copy write 2003
Years later a cop (Quincy Tarantino) reads the files and becomes intrigued, by the whole RD robbery epic. After time researching into this he clicks his fingers over his head and devices a plan.
QUINCY TARANTINO: Ah-ha!
He gathers together some daft sods (both male and female) and names them after Mr Men and little Misses- Mr Happy, Mr Square, Mr Sleazy, Little Miss Naughty, Little Miss Fuck-Up and Little Miss Venezuela 2003.
The plan is obvious and so is the outcome (kinda), using his own position as a crap-copper he heroically volunteers to go undercover as a member of the now-almost-formed, might-be-robbers.
They attempt, they fail, but does side-parted-copper Quincy Eric Victor Tarantino have the merchandise?
OUT NOW AT YOUR LOCAL CINEMA
I think I’ve now written 35 words
Did I mention this will take place in the North Pole?