A Conversation for The BOF Inn (Under Construction)

THE CELLAR

Post 61

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

-enters-
-sniffs the air - the place seems empty but several familiar aromas linger - mumbles to self:
Oh this looks cozy...
Three bloody days I been sleeping out back in that abandoned Jag and I could have been in here.

- -explores the room - tinfoil has been lovingly pinched into every crevice of the walls and ceiling - the wall squirms under his hand! -

What the..? Madam are you awake?
I'm looking for a felonious monk. It's about that car out on the back terrace. Madam!


THE CELLAR

Post 62

Pheroneous

Hey, groove on down, my man! Have a smiley - ale

We saw you out there but you seemed at peace so we let you have your space.

Could these gardening plans of yours include some illegal weeds? Please. Source of income, and all that. Bit spare for the lads. Good plan, man!


THE CELLAR

Post 63

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

Capability Brown who originally designed the gardens assures me that there was not only a greenhouse (hothouse) where all sorts of things were grown but that it is still erect somewhere in the overgrowth down by the lake. A band of gypsies lived there during the war but they only threw stones at Americans. I'll be back in (-considers translating units of time into English - gives up on that idea-) a bit, I have to go make sure those mice aren't using my cell-phone.


THE CELLAR

Post 64

Pheroneous

Splendid stuff. Power to the people. Dig that greenhouse, man!


THE CELLAR

Post 65

Zeus

Is there any mead going?
us gods have got to keep standards up you see smiley - tongueout


THE CELLAR

Post 66

Zeus

Is there any mead going?
us gods have got to keep standards up you see smiley - tongueout


THE CELLAR

Post 67

Zeus

Is there any mead going?
us gods have got to keep standards up you see smiley - tongueout


THE CELLAR

Post 68

Tharg Analskweezer

"wanders in absent mindedly"

Is there an echo in here ? - you should get that fixed.
Any chance of a drink?
I have been driving since three this morning and have to get this load of second hand crutches to Sheffield by midnight.
Smells a bit damp down here !


THE CELLAR

Post 69

Tharg Analskweezer

"wanders in absent mindedly"

Is there an echo in here ? - you should get that fixed.
Any chance of a drink?
I have been driving since three this morning and have to get this load of second hand crutches to Sheffield by midnight.
Smells a bit damp down here !


THE CELLAR

Post 70

Zeus

well it is a cellar and they usually are a little damp


THE CELLAR

Post 71

Tharg Analskweezer

only commenting mate!
just new to this area - didn't mean to criticise your joint.
want to buy any crutches ?


THE CELLAR

Post 72

Zeus

so was I this is not my joint I am new as well....what shall we get dunk on smiley - tongueout


THE CELLAR

Post 73

Tharg Analskweezer

Drunk ! drunk! I'm driving sunshine - remember.
I'll have a glass of that mead or whatever.
Where's the ruddy barstaff when you need them.
Don't I recognise you from somewhere ?


THE CELLAR

Post 74

Zeus

it is unlikely I only joined this week...but I could be wrong...


THE CELLAR

Post 75

Tharg Analskweezer

Sorry had to nip out to tie down the crutches.
Thunder and lightning out there - wonder whats causing it ?
If the bar staff dont turn up soon I'm off
what were you saying ???


THE CELLAR

Post 76

Tharg Analskweezer

Never mind can't keep you chatting all day can I ?
I bet you're the sort of bloke that just rabbits on and on when you get going. Any way - off to Sheffield.
Funny sort of place this isn't it ?


THE CELLAR

Post 77

Pheroneous

Hey! Biiiggg gang new folks. Groovy.

Here have loads of smiley - alesmiley - ale and smiley - stoutsmiley - stout. Tell all!


Removed

Post 78

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

This post has been removed.


THE CELLAR

Post 79

~ jwf ~ scribblo ergo sum

-awakes with a start-
Witch I meant to say witch....oh good heavens...sorry ladies..
-slumps into the bar and begins snoring heavily, a heavy mist of soaked clothes, mice droppings, old Jaguar leather and smoke wafts up to tinfoiled cracks in the ceiling-


THE CELLAR

Post 80

Pheroneous

*slips in unnoticed by dozing clientele. Makes self a smiley - coffee. Slumps against bar humming 'imagine' and contemplates mice running up and down shabby bloke asleep in corner*


Key: Complain about this post