" It's because you are gullible. You just accept what I tell you as fact without question." I know, but it's just so easy to believe you that's all." ...ell I am a saint you know," revealed Danny matter of factly."What do you mean you're a saint?" Do you remember last year I went to that Catholic Church on Broad Street because I was doing that Sociology project on the local religious communities?" Yeah..." Well Father Peter told me that I displayed all the 29 traits required to become a saint,. I had been kitted out in the Cobras finest, and I was feeling shit-nervous. 30 mins before kick-off we congregated in the first changing room. Pierce stood in the centre. Lads, get ready. This will be – epic A buzz filled the room. I was ready to vomit. It wasnt the most important, or the hardest match I would ever play, but I had never been so nervous. Mick left, to let us change, but suddenly I saw a huge problem, and I mean a HUGE problem. There was no way that I was changing in front of. She grabbed her own head. Stumbling and struggling she moved forward, she bumped into a chair, and for a moment she was disoriented. She took a deep breath and tried to figure out where to go next. There that chemical smell was again. She grabbed her face but there was no cloth covering her nose and mouth. She opened her eyes and saw the cloth floating in the air just inches away from her nose. She pushed it away, she turned around and started walking again. However the fresh fumes had made. Aluminum ‘in-crowd’, in Jennifer’s opinion, was – of all places – a strip club, called the Wild Joker.No matter how much she badgered him, Matt said that he could not tell Jennifer about what the folks did inside the club, as he was not privy to it firsthand, due to his having to remain with the limo outside. Along with Mr. Morris’s driver, Robert; Mr. Pittman’s driver, Dennis; Mr. Newman’s driver, Doug; and Mr. Collins’ newly-assigned driver, John Davidson, who formerly had driven for Gene.