Tuesday, 7 June 2011
You are in a casino, wearing a expensive Armani suit. You are led towards a roulette table by a saucy temptress who entices you to have a flutter at the table. You decide 'why the hell not' and start to bet, it starts of well and soon you have made a fairly substantial profit but slowly your luck starts to turn and you start to lose not only you profit but all the money you came in with. Desperate you win back your money you place all of your remaining chips on lucky 7 red, you put everything you have on this bet including your watch and your car and watch in anticipation as the wheel starts to spin. Round and round the ball goes and it seems to have stopped on No.7, but as you start to celebrate it moves just one to the right and you watch in despair as all of your money, your watch and your car are taken by the casino. You are not very content with this outcome and begin to argue with the manager, as your discussion becomes progressively more heated you start to threaten the manager with physical violence and fearing for his life he calls security. Suddenly as if from nowhere the security guard appears and he is not what you expected, you were expecting a balding mountain of muscle but instead you are confronted by an aging man who looks vaguely familiar, suddenly it hits you, this security guard is Sean Connery. Exchanging a nod with the manager he advances towards you and with a speed you were not expecting he lifts you up, high above his head and brings you crashing down on his knee, severing you spinal cord killing you almost instantly, the last thing you see and hear is Sean looking down on you shouting 'The names Bond, James Bond'