Quiet room...

[SeanMacGabhann]

I have never come across someone elses stash

;-)

[dulwichmum]

Wanders into super new revamped lounge. Smiles to self - thinks, "all is familiar..."

Releases small dog from handbag - points long perfectly manicured finger at Michael. Watches dog leap onto Mr Plopalots lap and sink his teeth into front of his trousers.

Looks at Mr MacGabhann and whispers - "darling, you should know better - there is never any reason to be coarse!"

Takes bottle of St Veran from fridge and sits with Mr MacGabhann to observe the side show!

[SeanMacGabhann]

* blushes as he remembers making that gag *

(seems like aaaages ago )

[dulwichmum]

Takes photos from handbag, - "whispers let me show you some snaps"...

Asks "Do you like my tan? I got it in a booth! The sun puts years on the skin darling..."

[SeanMacGabhann]

"you can't show those bikini shots to Mike Popodopolus !!"

[dulwichmum]

Whispers: "I'd really rather not if you don't mind. I have just arranged for his donkey to be removed to a donkey santuary - in Australia. I should imagine he would be rather upset if he found out it was me."

[Michael Palaeologus]

*WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA - Its been peaceful for literally weeks and that mad woman comes back from her vacation in some sun kissed paradise and sets her flea-bitten mutt on my privits, sends my much cherished donkey to Australia - in chains and starts showing round her latest Razzle shots !!!*

*Welcome back DM - missed you XX*

[Keef]

*Walks in and looks around the new room*

*Slumps in to brand new Lazy Boy with built in beer cooler*

*Curses luck at not being short listed for the job he wanted, because apparently, although his application was one of the better for content, his language was too casual, and showed that his report writing wouldn't suit bloody Southwark Council's great standards!!!!!! Even though they've never seen one of his reports, and didn't think to ask his current manager if he's any good..... C**TS!!!!* :X

*Pours a worryingly large JD, sparks up a fag and looks around daring someone to challenge him about it*

*Starts flicking through the jb pages of the SLP...... Decides that slashing wrists is the only way forward, and is preferable to continueing employment in Woolwich for evil Greenwich Council!!!!!!*

[mockney piers]

* puts on all the lava lamps, dims the lights, puts on some classic curry house music and ushers in cute swedish masseuse in Keef's direction *

* pours a slug of sambucca and passes it to keef *

* what the hey, pours another slug and knocks it back *

[Keef]

*Perks up immidiately* :)

[Jah Lush]

*Pops head in the door"

"Oh! Keef, bad day at the office mate?"

*Sparks up spliff and shoves it in Keef's mouth before he can reply*

*Starts mixing Black Cherry style Zombies*

*Thinks these may help*

*Anymore for anymore?*

[dulwichmum]

Pops small dog into great big handbag and heads off to see those at the helm of Southwark Council.

Thinks to self - "Gosh Mr Batdogs teeth are gleeming and sharp today"...

Kisses Mr Keef on head and trots out the door.

[citizenED]

*you can sling a Zombie my way, Jah*

*I shall have a large one purely in sympathy with Keef*

*send that joint over here too - I'll zone out in the same spirit of empathy*

*starts staring at lava lamps and immediately senses melancholic waves*

[Keef]

Mmmmm Zombie

[dulwichmum]

Trots back into quiet room. Passes large Starbucks latte to lovely Keef as he is hung over from drinking Zombies.

Takes baby wipes from bag and wipes tiny blood splatters from capacious designer handbag. Pours Evian into dog water dish and pats lovely pet on the head.

"Good doggy, well done..."

[SeanMacGabhann]

* stumbles into room *

* wipes vast beads of sweat from brow *

"don't fell myself today "

[citizenED]

*Pities Sean for his recent fall*

* - no, on reflection pities him for his recent spate of typos*

*Thanks Sean for much unintended humour*

*passes him a lovingly constructed Zombie*

[SeanMacGabhann]

Lol. . Same typo issues at work unfortunately.

[Jah Lush]

*Looks over at Sean and Ed in disbelief*

*blimey you boys have started on the sauce a bit early*

Reaches for coffee and neurophen plus*

*sighs, "thank God it's Poets Day"*

[citizenED]

*cheers for nod Jah*

*sets out chairs and projector for screening of "Dead Poets Soc." for later*

*complimentary booze at bar for attendees*

*expecting crowd from forum limerick club ('bout as poetic as we can muster)*

[Jah Lush]

*hums tune, feels a little poetic, recites a line or two*

"Cruising down carnality canal in my canoe can I canoodle"

*Hopes there's plenty of ladies popping in later*

*Where's DM, Tillie and Asset when you need 'em*

[Keef]

*Stands on table*

"Captain my captain" (or something like that)

*Falls off table.... Hmm, best have a drink, I seem to be shaking*

[Jah Lush]

*A drink is always good for the shakes Keef

pint of Grolsh is it?

*Better have a chaser with that

fancy a shot of something, Tequila perhaps?*

[Keef]

Jah, if you fanct that fool real this evening, I shall be in the CPT! :)-D

[Jah Lush]

*Smiles and thanks Keef for kind offer*

*May well pop in there for a snifter or two*