Evil Trev, the enabler has decided to feed the "Walker Crisps" monkey on your back. I suspect he is trying to leverage you into some kind of twisted underhanded sick deed. hmmmm God only knows what horrors the Evil Trev has in mind for the weakened snack food junky. As pain wracked poor Technick shovels the "Walker Crisps" into his mouth at a feverish pace trying to satisfy the sickining lust he has for the forbidden snack, Trev is lurking in the shadows wringing has hands as he ponders what foul deed he shall force upon his snack food enslaved brethren.
We shall have to see how this plays out! There is no limit to the diabolical mind of "The Trev".
or he could just be one helluva guy helping out a friend in need
