Central - GLA | through the wid. "Talk aboot | Muldoon | 's picnic! It's the stupitest | 2014 |
Central - GLA | YA WEE BASTARD"! the fat wan, | Muldoon | , shouts as he pulls himself u | 2020 |
Central - GLA | ils late fur class. 'Sergeant | Muldoon | and Constable Blakley, we are | 2020 |
Central - GLA | go aside ... this is Sergeant | Muldoon | and PC Blakley, your communit | 2020 |
Central - GLA | in towards the main entrance. | Muldoon | nods tae McGiver n jogs behin | 2020 |
Central - GLA | in joints, the fat wan called | Muldoon | n the skinny wan we aw called | 2020 |