Hello DJohn, were you feeling a bit home sick then???
Did I hear Arti a moment ago??? Looks around but can't see anyone. Spots bright orange paw prints on the floor leading out of the door.
Oh Bollocky-Balls !!!! (c Bilko 2004) The GFZ is haunted. :shock: :shock: :shock: :shock:
Thinners? (checking label) Oh bloody hell... the Sarge has my wine!
Well I thought this orange looked quite nice. Wasn't there a window there before??? I'd better look at those plans again.
Oh My Giddy Aunt !!!!! There was a patio door somewhere in here as well!!! I can feel some slaps from Jags and FFS's from Fred coming on !!!
I'm off to B&Q again. I need a disguise though so they don't recognise me from yesterday.
That should do it !!!!
Oh Shitidy Shit (c Wilma 2004)
Fred, you in here? I can't stop, I have to make Vodka jelly for the party tonight. I'll come back and check on things later, I'll be The Clerk of Works. So I will be writing my shag list. Oops sorry snag list.
MrsFC just coming hun, what needs doing for the Big Bash tonight???
Fly, here Fly, there's a good lad........come on let's go sort you out. That nasty arti lets you play in the most awful places. Come to Wilma and I'll pamper you rotten for the day. I am sure MrsFC will have some of those little sausages you like.
eeeeewwwww......you need a bath too !!!
Hi Wilma, I have little sausages and more for fly. Why does Arti let him wonder in those god forsaken places. I'll go and get some nice smelling bubbles so Fly can feel like one of the girls today.
Arti! You're needed! Fly is in trouble and needs your help.
He's going to be pampered. He's going to be washed. There'll be bottles of that funny whiffy stuff the girlies seem to like so much (if they like strange-smelling substances, let them do that painting). I can hardly bring myself to say it, but he might even end up with a ribbon tied in a little bow.
I'll see if I can distract MrsFC for you, while you get poor Fly out.
Oh, MrsFC! Hello! How lovely to see you again. You know, one of the highlights of the munch for me was when you lifted your skirt. Those legs! Go on... do it again. Just for me.
Fly! FLY!! Come 'ere you 'son of a bitch'-(well, he is after all). Right lad, old Knocker Jones wants to drench his ewes today and thee and me have got a day's work -lovely readies-no worries about VAT either now old Gman has retired. Right , in the Land Rover son....what the....by the dog-ends in me Granny's knickers! What the Sam Hill have they done to you lad!! You've got bloody ribbons in your fur! The sheep will be rolling round laughing-I'm going to have to run round 'em meself. BUGGITY BUGGER!!(Arti, 2004) Hold your foot up...sniffs and wrinkles nose in disgust....you smell like the barmaid at the Bull & Dog after he had his operation....right, it's in the muck-spreader with you my lad...there are standards to uphold you know....
...I see it's all orange still. Thank the Lord I'm off out tonight and will miss this party. I'd get a migraine. Mind you, I wouldn't have minded having that Alex and Mrs FC rub my throbbing temples....wonder if I can get a 'delayed reaction migraine' tomorrow. Come to think of it, if France beat England I will....
...come on Lad, let's get a bit of shit back on you...
Use your imaginination, this is fly thinking....
aww I do love to help Arti get the ewes sorted.... the perfect organisation. man and dog working as equals to control the little fluffly white thingies.
Now the last time Old Knocker and Arti drenched the ewes there was a fight as to who did the squirting. Maybe I could just stay with the girlies for a while I think I am finding my Bi side!!
Love Fly
Woof, lick, howl!!
Just thought I'd call by and see how things are shaping up round here
Not looking too good at the moment is it, you might need more than a hundred litres of paint to cover this lot up.
Should I go and get my overalls and make a start? better hurry up though the rugby starts soon, can't miss that
Arti stops Land Rover and gazes in bewilderment at Fly who has leapt into front seat and is looking at himself, admiringly, in rear-view mirror. Fly pushes his (considerable) tongue out , rolls it around , and starts wuffing what sounds like...no, it can't be...yes, it's ...'Do you Think I'm Sexy' :shock: Arti turns puce when Fly starts licking his own ...'tackle'...and ....no, Arti swears that the bloody dog WINKED at him...what the hell have those lot done to Fly..'BUGGITY BUGGER', exclaims Arti and kicks the big diesel back into life, heads off down the track to Knocker Jones'.....with a canine rendition of Rod Stewart's signature tune resonating from the cab.....
Arti rushes in carrying large ewe, it's feet tied up with baler string and a puzzled look on its little ovine face...
'Sarge! Sarge! Can't stop...they are just having at tea-break over at Knocker's place.. I felt pretty bad about not being here to help with painting, especially as you're all behind with it...
Look grab this ewe..old Knocker won't miss her for a bit....that's it....now, pass that big broom -handle... the one that the girls practice flying on...now, hold tight while I lash this old girl to it...bit more string...that's it. Voila!! A giant paint-roller! Good eh? Now, just dip the old girl in the paint..that's it...let's have a go.....cor, look at that, what an invention...just look at that paint go on...you'll be finished before ewe know it...no, just ignore the plaintive baaing, she'll get dizzy and shut up in a minute...typical female...bleats that she wants something like a broom-handle inside her and then bleats even more when you oblige...
..right, better get back...what, how's Fly? Buggity Bugger!-don't mention him..he's gone useless on me..I had to run round the ewes shouting 'wuff' while he sat and manicured his claws on a piece of old sand-paper and made 'come to bed' eyes at Knocker's old 3-legged Labrador...I wish I knew what the hell they'd done to him..anyway, must dash, that's it, slap that paint on mate..the old sheep is fair soaking that paint up.....tara mucker...
My friend Alex borrowed my other fur coat earlier - she said she left in in here.
Has anybody seen it?
<---- looks round .........what an odd place this is)
Get that bloody dog out of here. I am not bathing it again.
Mr Flintstone.......
You can see I come prepared for every eventuality.
Now who is this Arti you refer to? A gallery owner or an artist perhaps?
I do hope that they have looked after my coat, I mistakenly let Alex borrow my mink instead of my fake fur.
Savour this moment, Emma. The thrill and anticipation of your first meeting with the one and only Artificer. I often look back on my first encounter with him. Ah, what a happy day that was!
And then you'll get to meet all of the other inmates. You have a busy few days ahead of you.