The TXT....

Who : Phil, MP, Jay Olaf etc.
When : After getting the text.
Where : On board a flying thingey
 
Phil dragged MP back from the cockpit when he started to beeb..
 
"Bloody hell he's gona explode" said Jay
 
"Na...It's my mobile. He likes to carry it about for someodd reason..."
 
"Here. don't you have you set to vibrate as well?"
 
There was a pause.
 
"I'll be right back....." said Phil
 
** 2 mins later **
 
Phil had found some sugical clothes nearby and was pinning MP on the floor and getting the mobile from what he hopped was his pocket.
 
There was a txt message so Phil read it...
 
"Who's it from?"
 
"Nipples of all people...How the hell did he get my number? Never mind...."
 
Phil started his reply...
 
"HI NIP> BIT BSY RGT NOW. WILL CLL U ABT WH WHEN DNE. IS EFOF WIT U? NDD TO SPK TO HM. TTFN."
 
MP Was till running about like a small child on a sugar rush.
 
Jay leaned back.."Phil, if you don't control that freak he  is gona be put in the admirals laundry basket okay?"
 
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