Classic!

[chef]

oo cold kebab and gelled pot noodle... has xen been around..

<has a wander around>

dont think much of no.9's place, more studenty than contractor

'My Way' on karoke..???

[BrowneIssue]

<has a wander around>

Wotcha, chef. Grab a tea-towel and dry up, will you?

I think there's a cold tinny in the 'fridge you can have, if you like.

[chef]

evening BI..

so when did the party die?

t-towel? bugger that, no.9 has to apologise to SA before I clean his house..

im good for a tinny cheers, ive got half a pint of champers..

flick the tv on, i hope No.9 has sky+, im missing Jonathan Ross

[chef]

i think Threaded's a bit worse for wear.. snores loud doesn't he?

[BrowneIssue]

i think Threaded's a bit worse for wear.. snores loud doesn't he?

I think that's farting you can hear. SockPuppet, probably.

[chef]

i looked for a pair of shoes for cojak in duty free.. nothing good enough for her taste, germans <sigh> no taste

[chef]

right, well that's my half pint, done, i'm off home to me bed

night BI and all..

Chef

[BrowneIssue]

right, well that's my half pint, done, i'm off home to me bed

night BI and all..

Chef

G'night.

I'm throwing all this half-eaten stuff in the bin. Sod it.

[BrowneIssue]

Washing up's done. Rubbish put out. I'm going to bed.

I wouldn't mind, but I wasn't even invited.

I dunno. Generalites boozing it up, partying all day and some dodgy Ferret goes and dumps all their rubbish in Light Relief for us to clear up.

Bah!

[BrilloPad]

<plays reveille on bugle>