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Horrible smell of sulphur in here. Has the fragrant Dulwichmum been in?


"Muley! Wake up your incorrigble drunk!"


"Here, have a Bloody Mary, that will sort you out"


Opens windows wide, gazes at glorious ED sunshine and the pod of pilot whales happily swimming in the pool


"All is well with the world"

''Yes that's right Doctor, Muley's still having acid flashbacks...

Ok, that's 3 of the large pink pills and 2 of the small shiny black ones. Will do...''


*Attaches poster 'COMING SOON! - SHENANIGANS - PRIVATE MEMBERS CLUB'


*Attaches second poster 'VACANCIES - MANAGER/BAR STAFF AND 'WAITING ON TABLES' STAFF REQUIRED - MUST HAVE EXPERIENCE OF WORKING WITH LIVE ANIMALS - APPLY WITHIN'...

"Excuse me, Mr Devil? Mr Red Devil? Do you have Planning Permission for your intended building work? And has it been submitted to Building Control? And isn't the EDF Manor a listed building? In a Conservation Area? And didn't the United Nations list it as a World Heritage Site? And...


Erm, excuse me, but I don't think those large pink pills are intended as suppositories"


"Oi, Gerroff me...let go...gerroff me tail... right, 'ave some of this..."


*kicks like a mule*

  • 3 weeks later...
Crumbs Mike, you've certainly brought some memories flooding back. I used to love staying up to watch Bullseye with my grandparents. The best bits were the dodgy haircuts but the funniest parts were when some oik that lived on the tenth floor of a council block in Birmingham would win a speedboat or some other bizarrely impractical prize.

bigbadwolf Wrote:

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> Crumbs Mike, you've certainly brought some

> memories flooding back. I used to love staying up

> to watch Bullseye with my grandparents. The best

> bits were the dodgy haircuts but the funniest

> parts were when some oik that lived on the tenth

> floor of a council block in Birmingham would win a

> speedboat or some other bizarrely impractical

> prize.


"staying up" wolf*? Thought it was an early evening show :p


*sneaks back to dark place from which she emerged*

"Of course this isn't your scooter, it's mine. In point of fact this particular one happens to be the original, the prototype invented and hand crafted by my Swiss great-grandfather Karl-Heinz Engelbert Von Microschuuter back in 1877. Made the family fortune, it did; of course, we Anglicised the family name to Microscooter later, when we fled here from the largely forgotten Swiss Marxist revolution of 1904. No choice, y'see- back then anything other than rollerskates was considered dangerously counter-revolutionary y'know, up against the wall and shoot 'em, what?.


Anyway, the Quiet room is for members only- kindly leave, and take your mewling offspring with you.


Bloody cheek..."

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