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Post 101

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*opens another packet of crisps* Hmmm, raspberry ripple. *eats one* Not bad, actually. How's the poem going, Ms L?


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Post 102

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*prods Lochangel with a big stick* Oi! Ms L! Stop writing that poem and talk to me! smiley - smiley


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Post 103

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

Hello, can anyone see me? *jumps up and down and waves arms* Blimey, these invisibility pills must be working after all!


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Post 104

Vestboy

Who said that. Where is that eerie, but handsome voice coming from?


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Post 105

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*spookily* Woooooooooh! Vestboy! Behind you!


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Post 106

Lochangel

*Sticks head through the door and pricks ears* Any chance of a sugarlump?


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Post 107

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*offers Lochangel a sugarlump, safe in the knowledge that nobody can see him and it looks like the sugarlump is floating towards her by itself*


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Post 108

Vestboy

It's alright Lochangel. I'll save you from that spooky sugar lump!
*Thwacks air around sugar lump with sledgehammer used for getting almost tea out of machine*


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Post 109

Lochangel

Cheers - but you are forgetting that as a animal I have second sight so I can see you actually. * Crunches lump noisily*


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Post 110

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

Aaaaaaaaaaargh!!! *falls to ground clutching face* By dode! Destboy, dou broke by dode! *bleeds profusely*


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Post 111

Lochangel

hmmmmmm cheers Vestboy but I think you have killed him!


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Post 112

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*picks up conveniently placed baseball bat and wields it menacingly* Cad dou see be dow, Destboy? Cad dou? CAD DOU?


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Post 113

Lochangel

*starts whinnying and rearing up on hind legs with look of panic in her eyes* stop it boys you are scaring the horses!


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Post 114

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*drops baseball bat* Dorry. Dou couldn't gib be a ride to hodbital, could dou?


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Post 115

Lochangel

Certainly *stands very still*


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Post 116

Vestboy

Would you like a "Tune?"

Who's gonn mop up all this blood then?
How is anyone going to be able to see what they are doing. You are still invisible. You could end up with your bottom in a splint or your leg in a sling or something.

*Rubbing Lochangel's face and blowing up her nowe to calm her.*


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Post 117

Vestboy

Nose! Who put that w there?


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Post 118

Dr E Vibenstein (You know it is, it really is.)

*returns, head wrapped in bandages* You leave Lochangel's nowe out of this (whatever it is).


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Post 119

Drool Frood the Second

I never realised a visit to the launderette would be so violent.
I've brought a mop and bucket. Tsk tsk *mops floor* you just can't get the staff these days.


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Post 120

Lochangel

*blows back at Vestboy contentedly*


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