Afternoon thready.

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’d affernoon, Sr.

Cos Bob is a blooming weirdo! You should let him join your team, he'd fit right in *sniggers*

Afternoon.

its pitch black outside ! or are you over in ooz ?

Evening Thready, Gemo & Joe.

I think he's growing a villain's tash, maybe he's in a pantomime soon.

Wot do you want, I thought you had taken the hint & slung yer hook.

Afternoon is 12pm to 6pm as far as I'm concerned. It doesn't matter whether it is dark or there is a juggling salamander riding a penny farthing outside.


You like that expression don't you.

You didn't write the script for 'Birds Of A Feather', did you?

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:yawn:

Morning wee thready.

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* harpoons Twass with a pitchfork *

*sniggers loudly*

*kicks Bob's fat arse into the jaggy thistles and jabs him in the eye with a red hot poker* That's for being a turncoat!!

And YOU can stop larfing an all. *whacks SR into next Tuesday with a frozen conger eel*

Best thing for a conger eel to be frozen, otherwise it'll bite your fingers off.

Evening wee thready.

Where are all the nutters on this fred coming from ?


Evening Sr, & wee thready

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Back to normal service, I see bob ?

I think the local asylum must have been burned down.
Evening Joe


You need to get yer ear hair trimmed. *sets fire to aforementioned item*

* lays a trail of cookies for Twassington, leading to a tree with a huge man-trap set up *
* sniggers *
* runs off laughing maniacally *

*sniggers quietly*

Well done twizzle. That bob sure is some turncoat!