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Mistake number #47
Posted byPosted: Apr 4, 2013, 11:00am
As he dropped into fitful sleep, half watching ghostly rhinos in tutus circling the crew, he saw a light shining in the distance. Another hallucination. He grumbled at it to sod off, ignored Jaxx announcing something, and finally fell into a proper sleep.
Phil was thinking..Alex state of mind was begining to worry him. Before he fell aslepp he was eyeing up WW and now he was asleep, he keep making gestures towards Jaxx and mumbling something about Seymour and a pinapple
Being somewhat of an expert on insanity a plan hatched his his mind. One that would either kill or cure mr Solvay. There nagging voice in his head said:
"I know what you got planned..and it may not work. He's fully human. There is no-knowing what effect Feguggure Whiskey will have on a normal person. It could be a disaster"
"Yes plus it could be a laugh", Phil uttered outloud. Jaxx looked in Phil's direction , about to say something, when Phil pulled out a flask and offered some to Jaxx, knowing he would turn it down.
Which he did.
Step 2:Waking the sleeping one.
Two methods presented themselves to Phil's mind. One was a gentle proodding, bringing the sleeping one back to the land of the awake. The other..was not.
I think you can guess what option Phil went with.
Having been rather gassy of late, he squated down next to Alex's head.The rumbling began. Jay was walking over to ask Phil something when he saw what Phil was doing, the strain like expression on his face giving the game away.
Sadly this was the moment Alex chose to breifly wake up to go to the toilet. Being greeted with Phil's arse in his face was rather a shock, one that left his mouth open.
"If you continue to do that, i'll bite your nuts off", grumbled Alex, not in the best off moods.
"Argh dammit...Oh well you awake now..here..I got you a small gift..should take your mind of things. *rumble*....."
Phil handed Alex a small flask filled with the own brew whiskey vodka concotion he made not long after landing on this planet.
Alex took the flask and opened it..and sniffed it. It was to a part of him the most delcious smell he had ever smelt.
Sadly the effect was ruined by the air-biscuit Phil was now trying to hold in making an appearance.
"Arse...i've soiled meself...anyway alex..Try that and let me know what you think..." he said walking off to get changed, walking like clint eastwood after a long horse ride.
Alex held the flask.
<<tag Alex...do you dare drink from the flask of mystery>>