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Outta my way, Jono. Started by: BobTheBuilder on May 21, '12 22:24

Jono, I didn't want to bring our domestic problems public, but you have forced my hand. You seem to have forgotten who your true friends are.

You once called me your shining beacon in a world of dismal grey fog; the person you could not go on without.

I gotta be honest, that kinda freaked me out, but hey, I didn't have a lot of other options.

 

Let me refresh your memory on a few defining moments in your life that I feel I have contributed to greatly...

 

Who was there for you when Scarpia kidnapped your thieving monkeys for his own personal pleasure?

- Almost put you out of the hubcap business there and then.

 

Who was there for you when you woke up to find CrossDeLena licking your little hobbit feet?

- Yes this was just wierd on his part, but you didn't have to invite him back the next night.

Glad we got that out of your system quickly, buddy.

 

Who was there to handle the press for you when you were found to have been, uh, "frollicking" with the Czylharz family pet between '02 - '05?

- Erm, enough said on that matter. Poor fluffy. The sheep was never the same again.

 

and finally,

 

Who was there for you when Tiggy did that unspeakable thing to you?

(Tiggy, I wouldn't want to embarrass a lovely lady such as yourself to reveal the details, photo's, video or merchandise at this time.

That's for another day.)

 

 

Now when I am at the brink of making it in this thing of ours, you stand in my way?

Moke over old timer, young blood comming through.

 

Remember who your true friends are!

 

 

 

On a side note, did you ever get find that cross dressing midget that escaped from your car last year?

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Oh I know who my true friends are...

Let me remind you of a few things:

When Scarpia stole my monkeys I seem to remember finding one of them strapped to a sex swing chair in your bedroom...

If I remember correctly, when that crazy freak of nature CrossDeLena was licking my little hobbit feet, you were there with the camera.

Fluffy has and always will be 'the one that got away'. PJ sighs

Midnight 'tiggy' Queen does unspeakable things to me every night my friend. The details of which shall NEVER be revealed.


Lastly, that cross dressing midget some how ended up with a massive 6 figure gig on the Las Vegas Strip.

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coming upon her boss and BobTheBuilder talking, Poison smiled and continued on her way. She stopped short and started listening though when Bob started talking about past happenings between his ancestors and PJ's ancestors. Smiling, she went over to the man, gently laid her hand on his forearm with a wink at PJ

Strange timing to overhear this conversation Bob, I was just thinking about the encounters between our families of the past. We will have to chat sometime.

with a respectful nod to PJ and a grin at BobTheBuilder, Poison continued down the hall chuckling

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She stands beside her beloved Kingy and smiles.

You're both right. I am a lovely lady and I do oh so many unmentionable things to PJ as often as possible. Yes, even during the day. He left that part out.

Fluffy ended up finding a home with Father Pat's family in the end according to the history books my elders wrote before their untimely deaths. It was an attempt to save her and her offspring from Miguel's abusive behaviour.

She grins mischievously and motions to one of PJ's bodyguards to come forward. In his hands are two large duffel bags.

Bob, my dear, in those bags are several cannisters of undeveloped motion picture film. On those reels are images of your ancestors committing some of the scandalous things your ancestors could think of. There are more films kept under guard in an undisclosed location, those.. Those are the disturbing ones. There are many rolls of undeveloped film as well.

She coughs and smiles.

I would hate for those to be leaked to the media. I'm sure you would as well... However if you continue to reveal some of The Fort's darkest secrets I will be forced to erm, forget to lock the door to the vault when I have lunch with a few of my reporter friends at the local coffee shop known as Molsonite.

She loops her arm through PJ's and rests her hand on his chest, leaning her head on his shoulder.

I'm sure PJ would hate it too.

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walks along the street and sees his family having a weird conversation, listens for a while and laughs

Bob you may recall the thing with one of your more famous ancestors and the Apple Pie.... warm wasn't it...

Midnight Queen, well she is a lady, I do recall a stoy about a certain Ms Molson.. rumour has it the recent book of 50 Shades of Grey is actually based on it.

PJ boss you remember the time when one of ancestors actually wore a nappy to a CL meeting, citing you were on your way to a togo party?

winks at them all, grins and chuckles

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