0800 hours, 25,04, 2004 faro airport, portugal.
"well its been a marvelous holiday" said emily smiling, "it was very nice to see all of carlos relatives" "yes it was very hospitable of your father carlos, we thank him greatly" said joe analy. "yes i think we should all thank jess for all her work in organinsing this holiday!" said emma. "yes to jess! my wonderful girl" said tom proudly. "right people come on or we'll be late for the flight"
said joe. "yes its been a great outing for us all" said fatbob, and bringing byork back as a mascot was a bit of luck"
"yes" agreed pasty. "that will be great for our careers" so as everyone was piling into the departure lounge, suddenly out of the crowds
appeared a strange and mysterious man. eyes hooded, a farrowed brow, his nose defiant. cloaked in black. strode up to alion.
he looked into her eyes and said. "i think you'll find something you desire in this case" handing her a large black trunk.
"but what is this?" exclaimed alion. "i think you know what i mean" he replied. and as he disapeared into the crowds,
he turned and whispered. "beware! for all is not obvious, within which you farm!"
1000 hours, 25,04,2004. on board flight 207
so when everyone had boarded and alan had been arrested for joking about hiding bombs in his cap. thusly being locked up in
a portugeuse prison. alion decided to tell everyone about her strange experience in the departure lounge.
"so i don't no whats in it at all" said alion worriedly. "yes interesting, this could be good or bad" said robyn, thrusting her
eyebrows back and forth! yes but on more important matters" said nick, "we are leaving when we get home" he said laughing wildly!! "yes i'm afraid we must leave right away when we arrive home" said mini nick sadly.
"oh well these things happen" said a very gay steward. "dan!! what are you doing working for zambian airway?" asked joe.
"oh well goby sacked me, for snogging a customer" replied dan bitterly. "was she worth it?" asked tom interested now.
"no him" answered dan, offering pink towels. "anyway we don't want to know" said joe trying to change the subject.
"so you gonna come visit our farm then?" asked fatbob. "yeah go on then, as long as theirs huge amounts of beer, and fast cars for me to cain!!" he replied.
1400 hours, 25, 04, 2004. nozzle farm, eastern zambia.
"i do hope everything is ok" said jess worriedly. "i'm sure all will be well dear" replied tom reassureingly. "they better of been keeping my dinosar sprayed" said jeni stroking her chin, "that has to be done, or it'll become brittle and useless".
"like you fatbob" said ellie, opening her duty free ouzo. "did you really have to buy a litre and half bottle ellie?" asked bidge very concerned. "well if your gonna buy stuff cheap, you might as well go the whole hog". replied ellie supping hard!.
so everything was well at the farm, beccas ditch was in good order. all the animals had been fed. even jeni's dinosaur was suitably moist! so when dan had been shown round the whole complex, it was time for some unpacking.
"well time to find out what this is then i guess" said alion looking hard at the padlock on her trunk. "give it here" said debbie, using her pc skills to crack the code. alion carefully opened the trunk. and out rolled a young man, wrapped in clingfilm, and wearing stainless steel nipple clamps. "oh my goodness" screamed rii. "quick get im out of there" said joe grabbing some bolt croppers.
so when the young man was all unwrapped and his very painful looking nipple clamps had been removed. everyone wanted to ask the first question. "who the f**k are you?" asked arthur impatiantly. "hi i'm matt" answered the man, breathing hard.
"where the hell did you come from, and how did you get in that trunk?" asked emily amazed by the whole thing.
"well it all began a long time ago!!"
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