Now where?

Who - Steev (natch) and WW
When - Do you think I have time to look at my bloody watch?
Where - Ducting
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After much random crawling about in the dark, the two tumbled out of a
hatchway and slammed into the ground with quite some force. Steev thought
of some pithy one-liner, but instead plumped for:
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH MY SODDING FACE!!!!!"
"Sshhhh!" hissed White Wolf, "They'll hear us!"
But in fact they didn't, as they were in a room with some sort of
soundproofing. There was a big window set into one wall. There were some
stern looking Eniram with headphones on behind the window. The pair froze.
The intercom crackled into life.
"Oh, NOW you guys decide to show up! We got a schedule to keep you idiots!"
Steev loked around. It contained two microphones. Obviously, they were
supposed to be recording some music. WHat music they didn't yet know.
"I guess we'd better go along with it" shrugged White Wolf.
"Who are you guys again?" asked the Eniram, rather unkindly.
"Why, we're the Blue Dwarves!" said Steev, rather cheekily.
"Riiiiiiiiight......just get ready."
The two stepped up to the microphones and coughed. "Sure this is a good
idea?" whispered Steev.
"It could be fun!" said White Wolf, with a grin on his face. "Put on a
gangsta rap beat for us!"
The start of some sub-Cypress Hill beat filtered through the speakers.
Steev grabbed the mike and prepared to Freestyle...
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Shoot tha guns till they dry - The Blue Dwarves
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"Well my name is Steev and I got the Mike,
I just rode in here on my badass trike,
You messed with my brotha,
so now I'm gonna shoot ya,
That's what you get,
You better never forget.
Screwin' the Blue Dwarves is a real bad ideah,
So me and WW heah are gonna kill yeeah.
Shoot tha guns till they dry punk,
Shoot tha guns till they dry.
<NEXT VERSE PLEASE!>
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