Quiet room...

[Keef]

*Crawls in to room following 4 nights in a tent at a festival, very little sleep, and lots and lots of bad stuff*

*Looks around but can't focus*

*Falls asleep on floor*

[Asset]

*puts fluffy pillows and mattress under Keef*

*places large tequila next to him for when he awakens*

[TillieTrotter]

*waves Hi to Asset and asks how was camping?*

[Asset]

*removes midgie hat*

*peels off clothes worn all day and all night for four days*

*gestures tell you at the pub, driving back tomorrow*

[TillieTrotter]

*winks at Asset and asks her to text when she is pubworthy*

[Ant]

*floats in a few inches off the ground, being conveyed by a tiny hot-air balloon*

*is dropped onto a comfy chair by the window*

*waves to all*

*resists the booze and for the moment contents self with the newspaper instead*

[MadWorld74]

**walks in and see's the room is full of smelly festival goers. Rancid.

**Wakes DM to advise that the room pongs terribly** (No good for an afternoon tipple of Sancere)**

**Best relocate DM for today, lets the kids sleep it off**

**Lets itty off and about to Chandelier**

[Ant]

*has not been to a festival and is therefore not rancid or smelly, thankyouverymuch*

*huffs*

[Asset]

*me neither, think must be referring to Keef*

[MadWorld74]

sorry chaps, yes indeed the smell was from Mr. Keef. Appologies all round.

[Ant]

Except to Keef, presumably. The great, stinking numpty. ;)

[Keef]

*Wakes up from long slumber*

*Clicks fingers and is suddenly clean, fresh, sexy as hell, and dressed sharply*

*Join me for a drink DM?* :)-D

*Puts Smashing Pumpkins "Live at Reading" recording on*

[dulwichmum]

Pass the Krug darling! Prrrrr

[MadWorld74]

dashes in.

I'm not sure I can cope with the bordom.

Silently screams

That's better

Leaves.

[MadWorld74]

*comes back in*

*still bored sh!tless*

*anyone fancy a mud wrestling competition?*

*clothes optional*

[Jah Lush]

*Strolls in all bright and breezy*

*Oh you must be bored darling, really bored*

*Can we use baby oil instead?

[citizenED]

*Mud wrestling in baby oil*

*walks back out and checks the door*

*yup - this is the right room - maybe just not the right time*

*that MadWorld is a true maverick spirit*

*pass the ringside seats!*

[Jah Lush]

*Ringside seats, they'll cost ya you know*

[MadWorld74]

*for you Citizen Ed seats are free, beer will cost*

*s'cuse me that'll be the mud delivery....*

*trotts out*

[MadWorld74]

*trotts in*

*leave it there, in the middle will do*

*right, who's first up then?*

[Jah Lush]

*"Baby oil baby oil baby oil"*

*Oh all right then, might as well be me*

*Makes a lunge for MW74 but misses and slips on slippery surface*

[MadWorld74]

*ha! you'll have to do better than that. I am bloody pro at this...*

[Jah Lush]

*Hmmm, thought I'd be Ok having been off the sauce all week*

*Starts to feel a bit of a ninny, seems I'm wresting a girlie*

*Feels the power of MW74's headlock, gasps for breath*

*Feels the anger of her dull day at the office*

*That's quite a grip you've got there* OHMYGOD!*

*Gasps for breath, all that training you've been doing is paying off*

*Gasps again, coughs, splutters*

[MadWorld74]

*Hopes that Asset and Capt_birdseye come in for a try....*

*got few bones to pick over with them...* in the nicest possible way, of course.

[Jah Lush]

*OK OK I submit..gasps, coughs, splutters*

*Congratulates MW74 for superior technique and overall fitness*

*Thinks..I'll stick to sex, drugs & rock n' roll*

*Heads for shower and hall of shame*