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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 17:21:10 GMT
"Stella ! Stella !! Bloody hell Stella !!" John shrank back in horror "Phil, Phil, ........ we've signed up a a a........laargur lout !!!!" Oh dear these "old boys" don't appear to be adapting to well to the new world what with their plagons of "twigs and bits of birds beaks".
Damn the Humpty thunder stash is gettin low, hopefully the rumour of a yank with the stash of blue dream is true, I will hang around the punts dock & try not to freak out the old geezers too much - this could well the mythical spot outta sight of the coate faerie and his assistants.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 17:29:23 GMT
Hmmmm.....looks like I will need to plactate the locals there is far too much muttering & dirty looks for my liking and that is a very large hammer that chap in the group over there is waving around, (rings the bar bell) and reaches deep for the cobwebby wallet
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Post by JohnV on May 8, 2016 17:43:16 GMT
"Greetings and salaams to the American refugee" John twitched himself into a semi position of attention and gave the Boy scout salute " I would have you know, that I have the utmost respect for anyone who volunteers to fight for what he believes. I have the utmost respect for anyone who refuses to fight for that he doesn't believe in. I always have greatest admiration for anyone who does what they truly believe to be right." The other regulars in the main bar of the Thunderpunt were dumbstruck. Without doubt that was the longest string of words they had ever heard John utter. The object of their amazement, sank the whole of a flagon of Gruntfuttocks finest in one and then slowly toppled backwards onto the sawdust covered floor.
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 17:49:02 GMT
"Greetings and salaams to the American refugee" John twitched himself into a semi position of attention and gave the Boy scout salute " I would have you know, that I have the utmost respect for anyone who volunteers to fight for what he believes. I have the utmost respect for anyone who refuses to fight for that he doesn't believe in. I always have greatest admiration for anyone who does what they truly believe to be right." The other regulars in the main bar of the Thunderpunt were dumbstruck. Without doubt that was the longest string of words they had ever heard John utter. The object of their amazement, sank the whole of a flagon of Gruntfuttocks finest in one and then slowly toppled backwards onto the sawdust covered floor. Not really, you just come over (so to speak) as a twat... Having said that, maybe we could have a cup of Earl Grey and chat about our nonsense one day...
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Post by JohnV on May 8, 2016 17:55:51 GMT
"Earl Grey !! Lapsang Souchong perlease !!!!"
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 18:01:38 GMT
"Earl Grey !! Lapsang Souchong perlease !!!!" Actually I don't like Earl Grey. It was a term of phrase. I just like a nice cup of tea...as opposed to a horrible cup of tea...
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Post by JohnV on May 8, 2016 18:05:05 GMT
John suddenly noticed that Bassplayer was distracted by the arrival of the Ganja salesman and that he was holding on to the brass handrail...........John eyed the fingers and then eyed the big hammer that Peter had kindly given him ......... hammer .........finger ..........hammer ......finger...........oh the temptation
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Post by PaulG2 on May 8, 2016 18:27:18 GMT
As smoke with a pungent odor wafted from under the bridge towards the dock, a few adventurous souls wandered towards the bridge, determined to see if the rumors of a new-found stash are true.
The landlord studiously eyed the developments on the dock, and immediately put a "Kitchen Help Wanted" sign in the window as he started working on a new snack menu, knowing that sales would soon be on the rise.
Meanwhile, the refugee cautiously eyed the situation. Despite John's warm welcome, and subsequent plunge to the floor after his hearty toast, the Yank didn't see much on the menu in the way of munchies, and that could be a problem.
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Post by peterboat on May 8, 2016 18:41:00 GMT
Peter and Taff were very puzzled at all these newcomers "they dont seem to know how its done around here" Peter said to Taff "The idea isnt to buy drink its to bum it off the others and put it on the tab!" The newcomers seemed to be listening to these sage words of wisdom, whereas the old hands could see the coate faeri twitching waiting for one of them to try it. Peter wandered off whistling and kicking up his heels waiting for the fun to come............
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 18:44:42 GMT
Peter and Taff were very puzzled at all these newcomers "they dont seem to know how its done around here" Then why not fuck off back to CWF...lol...
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Post by JohnV on May 8, 2016 18:44:44 GMT
"Not enough munchies" John was shocked, there were jars of Pickled Squirrels Nuts, cartons of Hamster Scratchings and there was always those packets left by that Antipodean visitor ....... what were they called ? Oh yes .... Dingoes Doodads and Goanna Gonads. John muttered angrily to himself, he had spent ages going through all the lists of goodies with Phil stocking up. What do people think this was.
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Post by Trina on May 8, 2016 18:53:28 GMT
Ooooooh don't think I've had some of those nibbles.Hope they go with Rusty Rats Tail.Can't wait to get my mouth around something different...
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Post by peterboat on May 8, 2016 19:01:19 GMT
The first of the newcomers got his comeuppance from the coate faeri, when he tried to put the round on tick, bassplayer was quickly bundled into a duffle coat and launched through the closed doors! He left a nice shape where he went through head first! "Mmmm" said John "he hasnt quite got the hang of it, I think a few more goes will see him right" Peter was having a chew at the various munchies collected on the last trip to Italy, and having a pint of chilled lemonchello, wondering how the Italian waitress was getting on...............
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Post by JohnV on May 8, 2016 19:23:48 GMT
John busied himself nailing a big new notice board on the bulkhead "cor" he thought "This new hammer from Peter is a real doozy" Job done he began shuffling through the wodge of advertising cards he had half inched from the local phone box. "The Codfather Chippy" he muttered "Yup that's one for the board, Bumbo Clarts Jerk Shack, Yeah that's another." he shuffled through the stack, stopping suddenly and peering intently at one in particular "Wow!" he thought "all those positions" he surreptitiously slipped that card into his pocket. "Maharaja's Special Balti's ..... board, Matamores Maraccas Mama's Chillies .....board" ................
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2016 19:34:14 GMT
John busied himself nailing a big new notice board on the bulkhead "cor" he thought "This new hammer from Peter is a real doozy" Job done he began shuffling through the wodge of advertising cards he had half inched from the local phone box. "The Codfather Chippy" he muttered "Yup that's one for the board, Bumbo Clarts Jerk Shack, Yeah that's another." he shuffled through the stack, stopping suddenly and peering intently at one in particular "Wow!" he thought "all those positions" he surreptitiously slipped that card into his pocket. "Maharaja's Special Balti's ..... board, Matamores Maraccas Mama's Chillies .....board" ................ Still here? Ever wanted to escape from reality? Why not join CWF where your dreams can become...well dreams actually.
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