It's Saturday afternoon at punk HQ, Seditionaries and all is not well...
Malcolm: Where's all the punters? This place is half empty.
Debbie: They're all down at Boy. They're too lazy to walk up this end of the road.
Malcolm: What we need is some new clobber. Steve, Paul stop doing that and come over here.
Steve and Paul: Alright Malcolm.
Malcolm: Here's a copy of The Sun, a pair of scissors and a box of crayons.
         See what you can come up with.
  20 minutes later...
Steve and Paul: Finished Malcolm.
Malcolm: Anarchist Punk Gang eh? That's bloody brilliant.
         Here's a couple of bob each. Go and buy yourselves a shandy.
Steve and Paul: Cheers, Malcolm.
Malcolm: Debbie, I want a thousand of these printed and in the shop by tomorrow.
Debbie: But Malcolm.....
Malcolm: No 'buts' Debbie, this is ANARCHY. Errr... Jordan. Could you walk me to the bus stop.
         There's a couple of Teddy Boys hanging around outside.