Saturday, June 20, 2009

Part 2 - The Waiting Game

Cock. That was all Rob could think about as Eddie entered the room. Eddie was feeling perturbed by the determined, salacious stare of Rob. "Flar-na-mar-nah-starr-larr?"* asked Eddie. "Oh yes," replied Rob, in his usual cheery fashion, "I was just staring at your wonderfully bulging crotchal area," he added.

Suddenly all hell broke loose. The Venus fly trap that killed Chelsea in part one lunged at Rob biting off his face in the process. The others were all killed in similar fashion. All of a sudden James appeared at the doorway, "What's going on here then mate pet?" he said.

Eddie turned around but was stabbed in the face by James. James had morphed into Yoshimitsu from the Tekken series. "Check mate," said James, in no uncertain terms. Suddenly Chelsea appeared at the door with her head in her arms.

"Can chickens fly?" asked Chelsea. "Go to bed pet," replied James, "and don't forget to glue your head back on!!

They laughed long into the night surrounded by the dead bodies of their friends. Little did they realise that Kim-Jong-Il was watching their every move...

to be continued...

Friday, May 15, 2009

Part 1 - Untilted

Cock. That was all Chelsea could think about as she entered the room. All of her friends were there - Eddie was banging on about some hilarious all-day-carry-out related incident; Dave was listening along intently - agreeing with it all; Rob was in a world of his own writing a story about jovial animals who are actually Nazis/Jews; James was away at rugby and had been for the past three months; Francesca was staring longingly at Dave and Stefania was staring longingly at Francesca.

Anywho, Chelsea went over to Eddie and said in her naive and whiny Northern accent "Can I speak to you outside please?" Eddie taken aback by the suddenness of it all replied in his easy-to-misunderstand Northern Irish accent, "Aarh-snaa-marr-na-karr!!!"* So they made their excuses and left.

So, Chelsea walked him to her room and started getting off with a rather lucky but confused Eddie. She soon made her way south and felt the bulge of Eddie's throbbing manhood.

"Oooooh," Chelsea whined suggestively, "I wonder what's down here." So she furiously pulled down his jeans, and what should appear but a Venus fly trap which violently lunged for Chelsea's head and bit it off. Eddie, horrified that he had killed Chelsea, walked back to Robs room with the words "NEVER TRUST BADGERS" playing through his head...

to be continued...

* - YES