Why aint we all in bed if we are not out???

[Claire DC]

u wana fist me?

 

[TomD]

not right now, love. the logistics are a bit difficult.

 

mind you i've heard there's a waiting list.

[Claire DC]

for u or me?

[TomD]

for you, you bicycle. licky licky

[Claire DC]

Cheeky fuckin cunt!!

[TomD]

i win

 

MWA

 

yello-byebyebabe

[Claire DC]

i didnt say that

 

Mwah!!

[TomD]

you know it's probably time i was in bed

 

can you add me to the waiting list and no, i don't have a loyalty card yet.

[Claire DC]

Hmmm, depends who ya know?!

 

 

Sleep?? WEAKBOY!!

[TomD]

well i know moo, but he's gay so i doubt he's on the list.

 

sleep yes cos it's par-tay par-tay par-tay tomorrow night, woo wooooooooooo, let's hear it for the free tekno parties. i need all the energy i have to run away from the polis.

[Claire DC]

Moo.... ... no sorry!!

 

 

RUN TOM RUN!!

 

What would ur mother say??

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH THOMMMMARSE

[TomD]

she'd say "motherfuck the pol-is", put her *fist* in the air, and she'd encourage me to 'mon the revolution by having a flagrant attitude towards the Criminal Justice Act and pulling faces to techno DJs.

 

"ooooorrrggghhhh thomassssssss!!!"

[Claire DC]

R u sure thats what she'd do?

 

 

ORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHH THOMARRSSSSSSSSSSSE

[TomD]

yeah she'd do that, then she'd cook fish fingers, chips and beans for me, stick on Radio 2, and laugh along with Steve Wright in the Afternoon and his posse... inbetween a spot of outdoor raving, that is.

 

"got any veras?" she'd say.

[Claire DC]

who to?