wilkie is the type of guy to wake up on a sunday morning after an absolute skunk of a night and instead of make himself a nice morning
cuppa, he will pack himself a
ripper of a
beug. he'll look up, stare into your eyes and say play
farken ball kid, in that moment wilkie is prepared for anything. not to mention he is just a menace of bloke, stinks beers like water and slams
7s for breakfast. bailey lives life by a, do first, think later mentality, kinda a blessing he's still kickin.
example 1:
guy 1: hey man are you okay you like
a bit off?
wilkie:
well cunt its probly the fark load of md i just took, i need a beer and a 4, feelin kinda zapped
example 2:
wilkie: *blows 0.23 the next morning after town*
cops: you should eat man, it'll help
wilkie:
fark off cunt eat is cheating