ChrisE
Well-Known Member
With apologies to Bowlocks...
The members of the Lounge had bought themselves a guillotine for Christmas to cut the carrots with, you understand. Before they started cooking they wanted to test out the guillotine and invited a mobo, a raggie and an r2r to test.
They placed the raggie in the guillotine and saying this'll teach you to be so pompous about the art of sailing. 'Now which way up do want to go in head up or down?', Up says the raggie so that my eyes will be watching my telltales as the blade closes on my throat. The loungers pull the cord and the blade descends only to stop inches from the raggies throat. The loungers take this as a sign that God also believes that raggies are truly divine and the raggie walks free.
Next up is the mobo who is to be executed for being generally arsey and polluting the planet. The mobo, too, elects to face skywards saying that he'd like his last view to be that of the cloud of black smoke emitting from his exhaust. The blade descends and again it stops inches from his throat. The loungers deduce that this is God's way of saying that he loves everybody, even mobo owners, and the mobo owner walks free.
Finally the r2r arrives, he is to be executed for converting a toilet roll, some cellotape and cake mixer into a bowthruster for a mirror dinghy. Like the rest he elects to view the sky and the blade descends. Again the blade stops inches from his throat, whereapon the r2r says 'Guys, I can see the problem with this guillotine, it'll only take me a minute to fix it'
Happy Christmas
The members of the Lounge had bought themselves a guillotine for Christmas to cut the carrots with, you understand. Before they started cooking they wanted to test out the guillotine and invited a mobo, a raggie and an r2r to test.
They placed the raggie in the guillotine and saying this'll teach you to be so pompous about the art of sailing. 'Now which way up do want to go in head up or down?', Up says the raggie so that my eyes will be watching my telltales as the blade closes on my throat. The loungers pull the cord and the blade descends only to stop inches from the raggies throat. The loungers take this as a sign that God also believes that raggies are truly divine and the raggie walks free.
Next up is the mobo who is to be executed for being generally arsey and polluting the planet. The mobo, too, elects to face skywards saying that he'd like his last view to be that of the cloud of black smoke emitting from his exhaust. The blade descends and again it stops inches from his throat. The loungers deduce that this is God's way of saying that he loves everybody, even mobo owners, and the mobo owner walks free.
Finally the r2r arrives, he is to be executed for converting a toilet roll, some cellotape and cake mixer into a bowthruster for a mirror dinghy. Like the rest he elects to view the sky and the blade descends. Again the blade stops inches from his throat, whereapon the r2r says 'Guys, I can see the problem with this guillotine, it'll only take me a minute to fix it'
Happy Christmas
