Good bye answerbank

[mibn2cweus]

Since Naomi will not give me the ****ing key I have decided to follow Jesus and be a Christian just like Theland. I am ashamed of my past history here so I'm going to devote the time I used to spend on ab to reading the Bible. No question really because I no longer care about what people think. I'll get all my answers from God from now on thank you.

[naomi24]

Night. x

[China Doll]

Night, night m'dear xx

(Did greys anatomy finish tonight? Are you all lost without your thursday medical drama too now?)

[Theland1]

China, I bottled out and decided to start Monday.
I could have started Friday, and worked Sat & Sun for time and a half and double time, but my nerves are getting the better of me, so I am having a last weekend off, and then throw myself into it from Monday, for three months minimum and a promise of a permanent job at the end. But, it's a young mans' game, very physical as well as technically demanding.
Ah well. I just hope I can stop worrying about it until Monday.

[Theland1]

(Theland sneaks into Naomis' room, and gingerly lifts her keys out of her knicker drawer. He then selects the two most important ones, the wine cellar and Chinas' chastity belt, and presses them into a bar of soap, like they do in the movies. Slipping the bar of soap into Naomis' tobacco tin, he conceals said tin into leg of trousers and replaces keys. He sneaks out of room and makes his escape, managing to knock over only two priceless vases on the way out. He hears a noise. He hides behind curtains. Who can it be? He sees Mibs sneaking up the stairs towards Naomis' room ....... clutching a bar of soap!)

[Theland1]

Theland takes bar of soap to shipyard, and locking himself in the workshop, proceeds to file metal using great skill and patience, until!

[Theland1]

Mibs removes his boots to creep around silently, but stands on the remains of broken priceless vases and screams, clutching his foot and crashing to the floor.
Naomi screams awake and puts light on, her curlers falling about her shoulders, as Mr 24 sleeps on.
"Er ... er .... "Priceless Vase Repair Service," stutters Mibs, as he proceeds nervously to retrieve the broken shards from the bedroom carpet.
"Bloody 'ell lad," shouts Naomi, "I thought you was a bl00dy burglar. Well do what you have to do, and let yourself out! And be quiet about it!"
Naomi goes back to sleep.
Not believing his luck, Mibs replaces priceless vases with two milk bottles, and continues his search for the priceless keys.

[Theland1]

Mibs spends the next few hours making keys from the illicit impression in his soap bar, and sits down tired as the sun rises.
Suddenly his lanlady bursts into the room, and spying the keys on the table, demands to know if he is trying to make keys for her chastity belt and wine cellar.

[Theland1]

Meanwhile, over in the YWCA, China wakes to another day, burdened by the gift her family gave her for moving into the big city, to protect her from harm.

[Theland1]

Naomi wakes perplexed at just how real her dream had been, but calms down when she looks admiringly at her two valuable Ming Dynasty milk bottles.

[Theland1]

"It's so good to be sophisticated," muses Naomi, "As how could I otherwise enjoy such fine art as this?"

[Theland1]

We interrupt this thread to bring you a warning of impending doom!
Boatloads and planeloads of very hairy people have been reported to be coming this way, egged on by the European Union, and are said to be most unreasonable, to the extent that adherents to reason may be forced to register with the authorities to deter any infringement of public order laws.
Those wishing to remain reasonable, will be required to report daily to their local police station, for security monitoring, an re-education.
These measures are necessary to placate the hairy hordes who are demanding settlement without assimilation.
It is our duty as a nation to pull together as a team to confront this impending gloom and doom.
Thank you for your patience and we now return you to your frivolous thread.
Remember: "Reason Is Unreasonable!"

[Theland1]

Meeting up at the wine cellar door, Theland and mibs are both embarrassed to see each other with the keys so sneakily obtained, but decide to make a pact, and jointly woo China Doll for her affections.
Mibs, as always, has the advantage.

[Theland1]

............ and he doesn't seem to worry about side effects!

[Theland1]

"What am I doing?" cries Theland, coming to the sudden realisation that he is being tempted by the devil, and returning to his normal self.

[Theland1]

Theland goes to Naomi to confess all, leaving Mibs a clear field to woo the delightful China Doll.
For Theland knows that wherever he is, and whatever he is doing, he is under the gaze of Naomis' watchful eye.

[Theland1]

You see, the truth is, Theland loves Naomi.

[Theland1]

........ almost as much as he loves spaghetti and wine.

[Theland1]

Oh yes, we can still have alittle fun, even when visitors call.
Off to bed now, goodnight all. XXX

[mibn2cweus]

China, I don't know that this is the longest thread in answerbank history but it is quite possibly the most highly rated (or if you prefer the most over-rated) thread ever. At any rate I am certain that it wouldn't be the half of whatever it is without your (or anyone else�s excluding yours truly of course) contributions. imho

So . . . anyone (excluding Theland of course) care to wager on when this thread will get wiped?


Oh, and China, about that tattoo . . . ~o�> <�?

[Theland1]

See? See? I just knew Mibs could be really nice when he wants to be!