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But not as nice as senior managment's home made toffee ice-cream, said a booming voice (which turned out to be Simon speaking from the wings)...stop messing about with jam sarnies and get on with.....
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 mopping up this mess
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So he grabbed the mop by the ...
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  ...scruff of his neck, and hurled the mop haired thug to the floor, shouting as he did so.....
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.jpg) .....Ooooowwwww! He hadn't realised that he was looking in the mirror and thus thrown himself to the floor! What a fool he'd been, taken in so easily by...
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...the seams, till he was suddenly a size 36 waist and none of his trousers fitted himself anymore! What a ruddy fool I've been he declared while stamping on the ....
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Viper piloted by Lee Adama - which was rather queer as a Viper is taller than a man and Tarquinne is only a giant sea cucumber. Tarquinne gathered up his skirts (he had borrowed Lee's tutu) and flounced off. Flouncing was easy for him today as the tutu was indeed rather flouncy. Lee covered his man-garden with his hands and glared at Bellonda. "Get your man sorted out!" he exclaimed, "I keep telling him, don't mess with my tutu!" at which point the assembled throng burst into song. Of course, they sang "Non Nobis Domine" - what did you expect? Tarquinne's heart was leaden. That was due to the lead pudding he had eaten earlier at the garden party which had been brought by...
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Desmond Tutu, who wanted his back.
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 ....massaged with olive oil by Bellonda, the thaught of this was making him.....
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 side (I small side effect of watching "Brokeback mountain" more than once). Mr Tutu then proceeded to......... (Damn, someone beat me to a reply, how the hell do I delete my post?)
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....the buffet table where Tarquinne was serving...... Edit: You have to edit your post to fit, good luck
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for match point with a strawberry for a ball & a serving spoon for a racquet
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...and so on approaching I asked of my Centurion friend, "Ave Centurion! How goes the war in the Eastern provinces?"... 'Eastern provinces, he said, Why I dunno I've been in the coalshed servicing all the maidens!'....
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...everyone laughed politely at this, Tarquinne however had had enough of Desmonds 'Eastern provinces' anecdotes and leaping onto the buffet table he grabbed.......
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a plate and filled it with otters' noses, larks' tongues, dormice stuffed with hazelnuts & some delicate badger vomit canapes.
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...garnished with.......
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deep fried sea cucumber. As Tarquinne was about to place some in his mouth, ...
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...he received a blow to the back of his knees. He slumped to the floor and he did so the canape went into his...
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....terics, this set off the stuffed doormice as well, "is anything in this buffet actually dead?" asked Desmond....
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