LLL's Frantic Call to 911 (London Emergency Services)
and then read more in(s)anity in LLL's blog
[ Click PLAY above to hear a recording of LLL's frantic call to 911 after his Rolls Royce crash]
We thought we had better release this ourselves before Rupert Murdoch did. We don't want blood on our hands. And should it get there, why, we will need to wash it off, won't we?
Transcript of LLL's Frantic Call to 911
911: Emergency services. LLL: London calling. 911: Who? LLL: Triple L. 911: Who? LLL: Lonely London Lad here. 911: Who? LLL: Now listen, my good man, we've got a massive collision on our hands on Kensington High Street. 911: What's the problem? LLL: An SUV has smashed with incredible force into the rear of my '56 Rolls Royce Silver Cloud. 911: Oh you're one of those, are you? LLL: One of what? 911: You know, House of Lords, Eton, all that rot. LLL: I happen to be a massive emerging underground rock star. 911: Sure you are. Anybody hurt there? LLL: Well, my LLL art shirt has protected me, as well as my driver, but I fear for the safety of the chap in the boot. 911: You got a bloke in your boot? LLL: Yes, just one. 911: How did he get there? LLL: Look, are you going to send the fire brigade or aren't you? 911: I'll send a bobbie round. LLL: I don't want a bobbie. I want to see one of those big shiny trucks with all the lights. 911: Look, I've got other calls in queue. Do you want help or don't you? LLL: I want the fire brigade sent round. [Silence] LLL: Hello? Hello?
