The Never Ending Story

[Captain]

Turbo and Lox walked inside...... QUOTE]

.... when The Lat came back.

 

"No wuckers about DF and the Jab, as he is breaking into all the hangars at YSWG, while my 230 is over at Tumut .... so it'll take him a while." he said "And there are lots of paddocks between here and Tumut, so it'll take him forever to get there"..

 

"Lets have a knees up" said Roxy.

 

"Maybe not a good idea in this night-gown" responded El Ratsack "As you might see my hangars (aviation term) and your wife will go ................

 

"Where the heck is suss Russ after he made all the fuss ....back in #4295?" said my Aunt, who thought there might be some fresh meat coming into the NES.

[turboplanner]

"..........bangars"

 

[protocol note: hangars are normally spelt hangers in this forum.

 

......unfortunately it was flyblown

 

 

[Captain]

"Did someone call?" asked AhLox ..........................

 

 

[ahlocks]

...as he dipped the shearing hand piece into a detol bath. (where's a smiley in a blue singlet when you need one..)

 

"There's only one cure for them flyblown ones, clip the dags away and then dip 'em tar..."

 

 

[turboplanner]

......and so they set to work on the Captain.............

 

 

[ahlocks]

...but were distracted by a Rus(s)tle from the bushes.

 

"What's he doin'??" quizzed TurboDedagger as he stepped cautiously away from the Rat's rattley bits...

 

 

[turboplanner]

"He's started a campaign to get the RAA head office out of Canberra" said Turbo. "That way they don't have to go to the trouble of interacting with the CASUAL people, and if things go wrong they can blame CASUAL for not flying in here to Gunna Ganu"

 

"A brilliant strategy" he added.

 

 

[ahlocks]

(Now there's something you don't see every day .... CASUAL mentioned in trying to save a pilots nuts..)

 

Rus(s)tle climbed up on his whirlygig and double checked the jezuz bolt, but grimaced when he heard the shearing machine click into gear....:ah_oh:

 

 

[turboplanner]

...........Just as Turbo said "Ah, I see Rustle, you're flying a SHEARING MACHINE!", out of the bushes stepped the man from CASUAL. (Well he wasn't the REAL one, he was back in Canberra about to go out for a looong lunch with the Screaming Skull).

 

 

[ahlocks]

"One nut or two, Lord Skull?" offered the man from CASUAL as he picked through the offerings in the baine marie.

 

"Just one" Skull replied with a rumbling belch :dog:, "That charter operator's I had at breakfast is still repeating on me...."

 

 

[turboplanner]

"Yeah, they're a tough bunch" said the man from CASUAL "they feed on prunes every day yet never seem to get constipated"

 

"I'm always careful with that lot" admitted Screamer "that Dick Biff has caught me a few times, best not to disturb them"

 

"On the other hand, the ambulance chaser, Crosscross lets them down with outlandish tales of Charter trips taken from the cockpit of a Jabiru" said the man from CASUAL rather reflectively

 

 

[ahlocks]

"Ah yes, CrossCross..:rolleyes1:" nodded Skull, as he picked a remnant of unlicensed thruster driver from his teeth, "Heard on the grape vine that there's a few roos short in the top paddock :csm: with that one."

 

DarkSkitch'em :bitehard:, who'd been doing legal workplacement at CASUAL, hackled up at the mere thought of one particular tosspot and let loose with......... ()

 

 

[Captain]

DarkSkitch'em :bitehard:, who'd been doing legal workplacement at CASUAL, hackled up at the mere thought of one particular tosspot and let loose with......... ()

 

....... a song, to the tune of .......................

 

 

[ahlocks]

..that mesmerising italian aria; 'I'll rip his head off and spit down his neck.'

 

The cafeteria crown were enchanted by the lyrical mastery of DarkGetrightup'em as she "ipso factimed" the living daylights of a wayward pizza delivery pilot. ()

 

The 6 foot, tatt covered biker bloke behind the servery was reduced to tears :crying:as the DarkSongstress:encore: began the refrain.....

 

 

[turboplanner]

"Tie me kangaroo down sport, tie me kangaroo down........"

 

All the heads turned at this unexpected musical swerve, but Turbo knew what it was all about. Darkstuckup wanted to be a leady and had set her beady eyes on an English coat design (which Turbo knew was usually worn by English men), and had fantasised so much she thought she was in Earls Court.....

 

 

[ahlocks]

... thought she was in Earls Court.....

...which wouldn't have been a problem :ne_nau: 'cept Earl couldn't hold a candle (non scented) to the haute couture of Bangholme's infamous furrier. :artist:

 

TurboFashionista grabbed a fresh basket of road kill :ah_oh: and....

 

 

[turboplanner]

...with possum grease dripping from his jaws started planning a campaign to entice DarkPoser to one of his legendary fashion parades (which were called FurWhereYouNeedIt).

 

 

[Captain]

...with possum grease dripping from his jaws started planning a campaign to entice DarkPoser to one of his legendary fashion parades (which were called FurWhereYouNeedIt).

"I'm ..........................................................Jake .............................................the ....................................................Peg, diddle diddle diddle Oh" he sang, with a hop in his faun top-coat, & with his 3rd leg formed by using his ...................

 

 

[Tomo]

............Peg leg........ only to break out in song about Matilda and a Tucker bag.......

 

 

[turboplanner]

".....with his wooden leg, diddle diddle diddle dum, and a bag of rats diddle diddle diddle dum

 

"which I will place diddle diddle diddle dum, in Ratso's Jab diddle diddle diddle du......................"

 

 

[Captain]

".....with his wooden leg, diddle diddle diddle dum, and a bag of rats diddle diddle diddle dum"which I will place diddle diddle diddle dum, in Ratso's Jab diddle diddle diddle du......................"

Which was then joined in chorus by one of the older members of the Forum who sang "........ Jake-the-Peg, with his extra leg, piddle, diddle, piddle, Ohhhhhh, ......... and don't make me laugh or I'll ...................

 

 

[Tomo]

........bring out the fiddle.....

 

 

[turboplanner]

This was no idle threat from Thompson, because it was obvious from the most superficial glance at his Facebook Wall that he fiddled here and fiddled there, at the last count being up to marriage 3, which he attended in a Mack R600 semi trailer, trailing grease and the smell of stale steak sandwiches up the aisle.

 

He of course was also a member of the Dalby Six, which consisted of Thompson on trombone, a fiddle playing bank manager, and two doggers [dingo baiters, for those pc correct people in the Cities)

 

They earned a handy income, being paid to stay away from Dalby's pubs and dance venues.

 

However, Turbo had had enough of this singing; he used to like the songs of Ralph Morris, who had actually been a house painter from Cremorne until he was charged with graffiti, but now his preference was more towards Crowded Mouse.

 

 

[Captain]

This was no idle threat from Thompson, because it was obvious from the most superficial glance at his Facebook Wall that he fiddled here and fiddled there, at the last count being up to marriage 3, which he attended in a Mack R600 semi trailer, trailing grease and the smell of stale steak sandwiches up the aisle.

He of course was also a member of the Dalby Six, which consisted of Thompson on trombone, a fiddle playing bank manager, and two doggers [dingo baiters, for those pc correct people in the Cities)

 

They earned a handy income, being paid to stay away from Dalby's pubs and dance venues.

 

However, Turbo had had enough of this singing; he used to like the songs of Ralph Morris, who had actually been a house painter from Cremorne until he was charged with graffiti, but now his preference was more towards Crowded Mouse.

"I like ACRatC" said El Ratsac, who had done a fair bit of research on the Dalby 6, where one of their number had subjected himself to radical plastic surgery and was taking pills to change his colour ........ to black.

 

"MJ had a song called 'Killer'" commented Tomo, "And the Dalby 6 are patterning ourselves on his (and the Jackson 5's) money making expertise, but we are more genteel & PC, so we are writing a song that will be titled 'Wound-er', while those copy cats over in Roma are calling themselves .....................

 

 

[turboplanner]

"Pound-er, and Loxettes's calling himself....