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Posted by bigbadwolf 29 June, 2009 15:32

KalamityKel Wrote:
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> *sighs*

Hello Kel, my physique having the same scandalous effect on you as well?

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Posted by KalamityKel 29 June, 2009 15:34

no

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Posted by bigbadwolf 29 June, 2009 15:38

Kel that was like an arrow through my heart.....I promise I'll shave next time.

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Posted by EDKiwi 29 June, 2009 18:37

*bemused at the goings on, flips through a pocket guide to British Pub Etiquette.....gives up, throws book in bin*

*fetches a cold beer and settles down in a comfy chair in the corner instead*

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Posted by Michael Palaeologus 30 June, 2009 11:38

*Puts a bowl of ice-cold warm water on the floor for BBW. Must be hot under that fur and Fern Britten is concerned about canines in the sun*

"Nice doggie"

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Posted by bigbadwolf 30 June, 2009 12:15

Thank you Michael, can you pass me my sun hat from the hat stand seeing as I can't reach. I'd also like one of you to clip my fur as well.

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Posted by Muley 30 June, 2009 12:25

Warm day, far too many cold beers-

paces around the EDF in search of the Gentlemens facility, while listening to distant sound of Honaloochie's Mott records echoing down the corridor. Pause outside a door marked 'Issues/ Gossip'- can make out garbled voices arguing about increased levels of crime (or not) and something about chips.

Glance upwards as a number of low flying aircraft pass overhead. A police siren wails in the distance- narrowly avoid having eye taken out by furiously twitching curtains.

Continue searching with renewed urgency as pressure on bladder increases. Try the next door along, but hear sound of babies crying- must be the Family Room.

Pressure now becoming unbearable. Slip through a door marked 'The Quiet Room' and survey the scene: numerous occupants, comatose and slumped on barstools, armchairs and loungers or just collapsed on the floor; one of these appears to be a pointy-eared animal with bushy tail, large yellow fangs and filthy matted fur. Head towards builders skip in corner of room, unbutton flies and 'take my ease'. Only when shaking off the last few drops does the realisation dawn that this is in fact not a skip but an absurdly oversized ladies handbag. Glance down at the inebriated owner, snoring obliviously and clutching an empty gin bottle. Decide to do the honourable thing- Tuck a £20 note down her cleavage and write 'Sorry' in lipstick across her forehead; one is nothing if not a Gentleman.
Hurriedly departs, pausing only to nod at the gentleman with the unfocussed eyes, dribbling over a semi-pornographic magazine

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Posted by Michael Palaeologus 30 June, 2009 12:59

"Filthy matted fur" ? Cheek of it, I just cant find the electric clippers, might have to use the hand-clippers.

Poor old DM, she wont notice, she will just think her perfume leaked.

Next time, use the Pool like everybody else.

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Posted by Muley 02 July, 2009 11:04

Tiptoes back into room, avoiding Mr Palaeologus' eye. Leaves small bowl of almonds on the bar. Tiptoes back to door then legs it back down corridor.

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Posted by Moos 02 July, 2009 17:00

*washes almonds*

*scoffs almonds*

Thanks!

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Posted by citizenED 02 July, 2009 23:56

*hmmm, the aroma of, yes, almond*
*spies bowl at the bar - notices a few flakes of almond husk*
*someone ate all the almonds!*
*ye-gods, who in all of this glorious kingdom wopuld do such a thing?*
*You wouldn't eat the last Rolo, would you?*

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Posted by Moos 03 July, 2009 08:24

*unrolls self from hank of carpet*

*Presents tray with pot of steaming aromatic coffee, ripe nectarine, glass of chilled blood-orange juice, crunchy toast, fresh butter, home-made marmelade, single yellow rose and a small bowl of peeled almonds*

Monseigner ED's breakfast is ready!

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Posted by Muley 03 July, 2009 09:31

Opens door to Quiet room and sneaks in holding a hand written note, a can of air freshener and a family-sized pack of Andrex toilet paper. Quickly cross room, avoiding all eye contact, and deposit items on bar. Note reads:

'Dear Moos

I'm afraid there has been a bit of a mistake on my part (the effects of which will soon become apparent to you).
The almonds from yesterday were the wrong batch- they were the ones I'd been soaking for three days in a powerful laxative intending to leave out for the squirrels. The little sods have dug up all my pot plants you see, so I thought I'd give the buggers 'the liquorice' to teach them a lesson.
Anyway, I'm sure you'll agree it was an understandable mistake and accept my heartfelt apologies. Oh, and I brought something for the smell and this superior quality toilet tissue to ease your discomfort- look, it's enriched with soothing balm and everything!
Sorry once again. I'm sure one day soon you'll be able to look back on this and laugh.
Or maybe not.

Your most humble, apologetic and abject servant,

Muley'

Crosses room, still avoiding eye contact, slips back through door and legs it up corridor rapido...

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Posted by Moos 03 July, 2009 09:38

Pah. My hardened 3rd-generation-Colonial gin-soaked constitution laughs at your laxative, and gives bowel uncontrol the cut direct.

I continue in my customary robust health, and thank you for your good wishes.

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Posted by Muley 03 July, 2009 09:42

Fair enough. Can I have my bog roll back then?

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Posted by Michael Palaeologus 03 July, 2009 09:43

Struts into the Quiet Room, hmmm, unwanted breakfast, marmelade looks a bit odd, its says "My Hom-mayd Runa Beene Marmelade, gerroff. Moos". Has a nibble of toast and butter. Leaves Marmelade.

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Posted by Muley 03 July, 2009 09:43

And does that mean it's now safe for me to show my face in the Quiet room again?

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Posted by Moos 03 July, 2009 09:58

*offers the roll de bog with raised eyebrow and haughty sniff*

Fancy some marmelade? That Michael Pale'n'porous doesn't know a good thing when he sees it - it's organic and hand-knitted, you know.

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Posted by Muley 03 July, 2009 10:26

Mmm, thankyou, that's very intriguing- can't say I've had green furry marmelade before but it goes very nicely with my home-made Dundee cake. Please help yourself to a slice.

Come to think of it, probably best to avoid the pool for several hours after.

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Posted by Moos 03 July, 2009 11:43

My marmelade is very good for you; not only nutritious and life-enhancing (best not to enquire too closely as to whose life, though) but the calories can be offset against the healthy exercise of running around the room to pin it down and get it onto your spoon.

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Posted by Muley 03 July, 2009 11:55

Yes, I noticed that. Perhaps you should consider getting your marmelade investigated for poltergeist activity- it does seem to have a life of it's own.


Wait a minute, this isn't marmalade, it's ectoplasm...

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Posted by Moos 03 July, 2009 11:56

*winks at SeanMac*

Oh dear, has TLS been in here?

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Posted by Muley 03 July, 2009 14:33

?

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Posted by citizenED 03 July, 2009 15:19

*Wakes up*
*notices that breakfast has been picked over*
*feels like the small bear from that story*

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Posted by Moos 03 July, 2009 18:53

Never mind, little bear. I saved you some marmelade.

Better check who's sleeping in your bed though. If it's Michael 'Ruddylocks' Palaeologus, just chuck him to the big bad wolf.

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Posted by EDKiwi 03 July, 2009 21:00

*watches with interest as the fury green maralade slithers over to the small bowl of peeled almonds and starts to graze on them*
*cautiously approaches it and pokes it with a stick and is somewhat startled when it snarls at him and then moves onto the nectarine*
*backs away slowly deciding that some things are best left alone*

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Posted by red devil 06 July, 2009 10:19

*Trips over suitcase...rubs head and goes home to call Claims Direct*...

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Posted by Muley 06 July, 2009 11:40

Enters Quiet room with a Catholic priest

"There it is Father, there's the green slime possessed by the devil".
There is a palpable sense of evil in the air as the marmelade turns, snarls and spits at the priest; he stares at it then slowly takes a crucifix, a bible and a flask of holy water from his bag.
"'Tis worse than I feared my son. You must wait outside the room while I exorcise this evil filth".
"But Father, what about all the other people in the room- surely it won't be safe for them?"
"Ah, look around won'tcha. This bunch are still off their bleedin' faces after the weekend and they're up to their arses in empties. Bunch o' feckers wouldn't notice if the bastard room collapsed around their ears".
"Can't argue with that. If you're sure Father..."

Gives priest a quizzical look, leaves room, closes door and waits. Soon the sound of Latin incantations spoken in a firm, commanding voice followed by snarled demonic obcenities emanate from the Quiet room. The shouting becomes louder, more frantic and desperate, and the urge to join the fight against the slime is overwhelming. Burst through door and run into room...
"Ahhh" growls the slime menacingly "do you puny mortals know who HonaloochieB really is?"
The room begins to spin frantically as an unseen force hurls me across the room, and conciousness slips away as the evil voice spits out the name...

Some time later I awake; the priest is slumped in the corner looking grim-faced but the slime has gone, leaving nothing but a foul smell behind.
"Father, are you alright? What happened?"
"The evil has gone now my son, there is nothing more to fear. It seems that Moos' kitchen is built on the site of an ancient Native American burial ground, which is feckin' weird for South London, and the marmelade was a portal for evil. I've blessed the Thames Water ring main system so nothing but God's clean holy water will flow from Moos' taps in future"
"But Father, what about what the demon said- could HonaloochieB really be George Clooney posting on the EDF from Hollywood?
"Ah no, these minions of the evil one will tell any filthy lie to confuse you, pay no mind to it. There'll be no further trouble here and I'll be on my way"

And as the priest walks out of the Quiet room the pocket of his cassock falls open for a split-second to reveal a ticket for the Mott The Hoople reunion gig at the Hammersmith Apollo in October.

"No. Surely not.....that couldn't have been.....could it?"

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Posted by red devil 06 July, 2009 13:19

*Walks back in to take photos of suitcase as 'evidence'; spots Muley muttering incoherently and tries to shake him from what appears to be a drug induced stupor*

''Is there a doctor in the house?''...

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Posted by Muley 06 July, 2009 17:46

Awakes from stupor, muttering..."evil...so evil...Oh hello, are you the devil...?

OH CRAP, YOU ARE!"

Passes out again

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