|
Post by patty on May 2, 2019 5:44:28 GMT
Not having a scoobies what the avenging angel was on about Patty did not let that stop her from enlisting the help of such a forceful entity.... Two little problems required a not so gentle hand...one the invader of their haven, though since the army had rocked up he was conspicuous by his absence and two the sheer cheek of not only using her Merlot but charging her(Patty conveniently set aside fact she never paid for any drinks).... Peter was gonna have to come up with at least a champagne vineyard to appease her...... Patty wondered if this Game of Thrones had anymore interesting characters.....
|
|
|
Post by phil70 on May 2, 2019 14:37:27 GMT
Strangely enough Flappy was thinking about the invader, he was a bit peeved that the interloper had gone after all the trouble Flappy had gone to in providing him with a job, a cushy number really, I mean how arduous is it to cleanse a litter tray and scoop a bit of poop. Flappy had even provided some very fetching pink marigolds gloves plus a supply of poo bags. Sigh, there is no helping some people
|
|
|
Post by phil70 on May 2, 2019 14:43:21 GMT
As it was a cold damp afternoon Flappy elected to sit near the door and wait for the Grim Reaper to return, Flappy was rather hoping to see a dragon.
|
|
|
Post by JohnV on May 2, 2019 20:23:07 GMT
John was ambling along the well worn path to the Thunderbar when he saw something vaguely shimmering in the trees ..... he stared and stared and stared Moments later he burst through the door and gasped to the bar person thingy "I need a a supersize gruntfuttocks .... I've started hallucinating"
|
|
|
Post by Trina on May 2, 2019 20:42:31 GMT
Mrs BB pushed her drinking bucket out from under the table.She'd heard good things about Dragon breath cider & how it was personally delivered by each dragon.She licked her lips in anticipation...
|
|
|
Post by dyertribe on May 2, 2019 20:49:13 GMT
The Grim Reaper etcetera, etcetera smiled to herself, she enjoyed messing with mortalβs heads and John had fallen for it hook, line and sinker. Blodwen Goch, her pet dragon was perfecting her soft shoe shimmer and was doing well. Now to scare the holy shit out of the Potty Mouthed Pillock
|
|
|
Post by peterboat on May 2, 2019 21:07:58 GMT
Peter had checked Taff cam he watched Patty change his memory card and smiled, She was going to enjoy that he thought, Foxys latest holiday on his boat................anyway what he couldnt understand was the dark looks, until he realised that the barthingy was charging people for drinks!! It was a free party that he was supplying free scrumpy and Patty free Merlot, but he better keep that under his hat, so he checked out the barthingy he wasnt the regular could it be.....no it was bugger...............
|
|
|
Post by Trina on May 2, 2019 21:15:45 GMT
Mrs BB was not happy.The dragon visitor had not fetched her any Dragon Breath cider.In fact,when she complained-Dyertribe's dragon breathed very loudly all over her & Mrs BB was now looking a little scorched.Her hair looked rather similar to Ken Dodd's ...apart from the smoking.π―
|
|
|
Post by dyertribe on May 2, 2019 21:38:18 GMT
The Grim Reaper, etcetera, etcetera harrumphed, Mrs BB wasnβt scorched, she was caramelised, did she know nothing? She didnβt want to admit that there had been a problem with the Dragons Breath Cider (Anadl y Ddraig) has suffered a mishap, trying to drown the Potty Mouthed Poster in the cider had not worked, who knew he could drink so much? It explained a lot though. GR pondered, would some leek gin placate Mrs BB or would a bottle of the finest Penderyn have to be sacrificed?
|
|
|
Post by dyertribe on May 2, 2019 21:39:21 GMT
GR etc. Etc. Wondered if she had missed the boat in securing a cameo role in Game of Thrones.
|
|
|
Post by patty on May 2, 2019 22:49:29 GMT
Well this was all getting very exciting..Dragons and Grim Reapers appeared to have ;lost their way...or just maybe that throne place didn't need them no more. Never mind..Patty decided to welcome them to the Unstable Bar and ask whatever it now was behind the bar to provide them with drinks of their choice...chargeable to err..maybe Peter this time.... Patty quite fancied a dragon for a pet......
|
|
|
Post by phil70 on May 8, 2019 23:00:29 GMT
Flappy quite liked the idea if a pet dragon,very useful for starting reluctant barbecues amongst other flame related tasks. Flappy smiled brightly at the idea of mounting a dragon in a turret on the new Thunder Punt,... a flame throwers could be a useful addition to the armament aboard. Just think (he mused) scorching 'em with dragons breath then vaporizing them with a quick squirt from the Phalanx gun (4400 rounds a minute) If that failed there was always the rail gun though that tended to rather hammer the battery bank still if push came to shove there was always Patty and her punt gun Flappy was never happier than when he was planning mayhem and Armageddon. He would have to enlist the help of the gurls (snigger) in getting hold of a dragon
|
|
|
Post by JohnV on May 9, 2019 8:23:12 GMT
John was feeling rather cynical as he listened to Flappy's jabbering. Somehow he had the feeling that fate always seemed to be one step ahead of their plans. He turned back to his drawing board and frowned at his latest drawing. Somehow he had to get his pencilled likeness of The Gravy Stained Cat to look more like a cat and less like the Ravenous Bugblatter beast of Traal.
From deep under the earth a tendril forced a way through a chink in the wall of the thunderbar and squeezed upwards behind the tongue and groove to a knot hole where it could peer through
|
|
|
Post by peterboat on May 9, 2019 9:39:47 GMT
Patty had caught Peter, and told him in no uncertain terms that she didnt like paying for her own Merlot, from her own vineyard [that Peter had given her], and only a place where top quality champagne was produced, would excuse him from certain death when her dragon grew up!! Peter looked at her pet dragon and smiled she had a large lizard on a lead with paper wings attached! She also told him that she had enjoyed foxys video and did he have part two? Peter and Taff wandered off to see John and Flappy about a plan he had to get rid of the EU
|
|
|
Post by phil70 on May 9, 2019 19:13:12 GMT
John was sitting doodling pictures of cats (Walt Disney would be proud) while Flappy idly burnt holes in the carpet with his newly acquired cattle prod... Just to keep the Gravy Stained Cat at bay. Peter rocked up and the word Brexit had barely passed his lips when John and Flappy sat bolt upright, completely agog. The trio got there heads together, Flappy was all for heading across the channel with the Thunder Punt and taking out as many of the Autocrats as humanly possible but John and Peter talked Flappy down and got him to exercise some restraint. As they talked a green tendrils hustled out of a knot hole and got John in a death grip around the neck. Quick as a flash Flappy thrust the cattle prod onto the tendrils wrapped around John's neck, the tendril released John while John screamed in pain as he took the brunt of the cattle prod. Peter was unfamiliar with green tendrils however the gruesome twosome knew exactly what it was, they looked at each other and in unison yelled "PATTY!!"
|
|