"Shhhhhh... The hyperactive buggers have all finally gone to bed for the night..." Ahlok quietly interrupted Bryon :patch:. "They had to sleep sometime.... and we've got to act before the smiley one wakes up at o'dark thirty...:scratch head:"
Ahlok and Bryon crept stealthily toward the young'uns bastion , well as quietly as creaky knees allows :rolleyes1:, and noticed a faint murmur coming from inside....:confused:
...ZZZZ....Jeremy....ZZZZZ..... next solo...ZZZZZ....ZZZzzSnort!
(Gunna be hell to pay for this one, aye Darks )
"Pass Turb's 15 pound tappet adjuster please Bry," 007loK whispered, "and we'll be in here in two days flat"
Suddenly! A gruff voice shouted out ............
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New faces in the aunt's garden. :thumb_up: