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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 6:04:59 GMT -5
Geoff: *stomping down the road with Tony tailling behind* *turns around* Come on, urry up! You gotta be more fitter then this if you wanna make it in the TA's' *he swings back around his paunch sticking out of his shirt*
Suddenly Barbara drives past, and sees Geoff and sticks her finger up at him and yells: GENDER BASHER!
Geoff: OI! YOU SHEMALE! *sticks two fingers up*
Barbara screeches to a stop, tail lights flash
Geoff: Oh shit! *to Tony* Quick mate, she swings like a man *waddle/runs off*
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 6:07:18 GMT -5
Tony arches his eyebrow as he watches this bizarre situation, and takes off after Geoff, running alongside him. "What was that all about?"
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 6:12:13 GMT -5
Geoff: *huff* *puff*..i...*gulp* hang on....*wheeeeze* *snurgle* *huff huff* oh man....i think im dying...*huff more*....*eyes roll up* Tony....call the ambul...*faints*
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 6:15:17 GMT -5
Tony stops dead in his tracks and watches in shock as the man slumps to the ground in a heap. "Oh... k...." he kneels down and pats the man on the face. "Wakey wakey...?" The man seems to be unconcious. Tony frowns, then proceeds to go through the man's jacket, finding something cold and hard in one of the pockets. Grinning, he pulls out his hand to reveal a black hand gun. "Oh yeah..."
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 6:19:59 GMT -5
Geoff: *unconscious* *dreaming of Mike Harris stripping slowly...while Brian rubs Mike all over with bab oil* SHOCK! *wakes up* *sees Tony with his gun*
Geoff: WOT THE EFF ARE YOU DOIN? I'm half DYING and you ROB me...give me back me gun now, or i'll have to get physical on your arse...
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 6:21:37 GMT -5
Tony smiles coldly. "Now now, don't be like that, I'm the one with the gun, remember?" he presses the gun against Geoff's forehead.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 6:28:23 GMT -5
Geoff: *little bit of wee makes a patch on front of trousers* Now now...dun be hasty here mate...you gotta understand that its a bit of fright thats all....if you wanna take the gun take it, in fact, i'll give you the adress of a place to rob if you want money or summting....just you know...let me go yeah?
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 6:31:37 GMT -5
Tony makes a face of disgust at the wet patch. "Hmm. I could but... I could also take you hostage. Would anyone miss you enough to pay a ransom?" he grins as he pushes the gun further against Geoff's head.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 6:36:39 GMT -5
Geoff: *while slighty glancing at Tony's crotch to make sure he's bigger notices he has a bit of an advantage* *knees tony in the crotch and as tony goes down rolls on top of him squashing tony under his girth* *grabs the gun* NOW YOU LISTEN HERE YOU BASKETCASE!!! I"M THE ONE WITH THE GUN NOW!!! I WON THIS ONE!!! I WON THE MUMS AND NOW I'VE WON THE GUN FIGHT!! CHALK IT UP!
*gets off Tony* Now, y'still coming to TA wiv me or nawt?
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 6:38:21 GMT -5
Tony stares up at him for a moment in awe, then slowly gets to his feet. "Yeah ok."
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 6:42:44 GMT -5
Geoff: *nods in triumph* Good. Let's go, we're gonna be late now, we might have missed the cakes! And god help you *points gun at Tony* GOD HELP YOU IF WE'V MISSED THE CAKES!!!! *stomps off*
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 6:44:23 GMT -5
Tony shakes his head, still in awe as he follows Geoff down the road again. Has he just met his match?
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Post by Judee on Sept 1, 2005 8:28:27 GMT -5
<meanwhile> Lisgoe is heading to Mr Tipp's house. Seems the gun toting loony hasn't paid up.
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Post by touchmypreciousthings on Sept 1, 2005 8:40:17 GMT -5
Geoff: *mobile rings* *answers* Yeah? Wot? Cancelled? When's the meeting,i got me a new member and everything? Next week? Ta. Yup. *looks at Tony* Sorry mate, the meetin' bin cancelled, those guys are so unorganised, couldn't find emselfs out of a effing paper bag! Anyway, must be home, got good telly to watch tonight, but come to meeting next week eh? he's me mobile number if you need it 041444 4244 *writes it down* *stomps off*
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Post by Sailor Earth on Sept 1, 2005 8:44:12 GMT -5
Tony watches as the man stalks off down the street, then looks down at the mobile number he has been given. "Hmm..." He feels somewhat at a loss for what to do, so he decides to follow Geoff, while keeping his distance.
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