Quiet Around Here

[Joliver Jim]

How is your training going JJ?

Tonight would not be the best night to ask that question Stagger.

Everything was going hunky dory. I was supposed to be doing a R.Pike training run with Chris this morning. In-laws were all booked in to look after kiddies. It didn't happen. Where are those Lemsips?

[Joliver Jim]

JJ, trip sloe gin, its better than lemsip[ for curing your symptons.

Here's one I prepared earlier..

Fine. That will do me any day.

[Joliver Jim]

I'm not in a bad mood or anything.

[Joliver Jim]

Sorry to hear that my leather-basqued one. You are right, Toffer and I should come and do a race in your neck of the woods. Got any good suggestions?

I'll think of something.

Something pretty hard going off the mood I'm in tonight. Watch out.

[Wheeze]

Oooohh! The harder the better! Whip me, thrash me, make me bleed!

[Joliver Jim]

Oooohh! The harder the better! Whip me, thrash me, make me bleed!

It would be my pleasure.

Until then, it's a good night from me. x

[Toffer]

Oooohh! The harder the better! Whip me, thrash me, make me bleed!

Can I do that, please?

[Toffer]

Gotta scoot, busy day tomorrow. Night guys.

[Wheeze]

Sod off O Toff. Only Laydees are allowed to make me suffer!

[Saints Lad]

Oh dear theres nobody on but me what a shame