Lets kick some hairy weevel butt!!

Where: BD
Who: Zac and Ty
When:......um....let me see now....21no um oh yeah..............1984!
"What? Weevels in the airvents?" Zac's had the steely glint of a killer in
his eye "I pitty the fool who lets no damn space weevels into the airducts!"
(ooc any A-team fans get that 1?) Zac punched the view screen, "Oi head!"
needless to say he was drinking, neat medicinal alcohol, "Where's Ty?"
"I'm a what?"
"You heard dude!"
"Alright so you're drunk again?"
"Yep!" he swayed contentedly from side to side.
"Umm Ty's in your quaters Zac..."
"Hey wait a minute." Zac looked around him, "I'm in my quaters too, howz
that work?"
"Oh gordonbennit he's on the bottom bunk Zac!"
"Cheerz Holl. You know you're my main decapitated dude?"
"Oh rite, good. Bye then"
Zac staggered over to the bunk and kicked the mass of duvet and beercans.
"Oi pisshead!"
Ty rolled over and looked up blurry eyed at him "Where am I?"
"we're on the dwarf, i bet you a ride home you couldnt down that 'Sucks like
a beech'."
"And?" Ty looked a little more than confused,
"And! You won, We're going home, kinda."
"oh good is the room still spinning if i close my eyes again?"
"i dunno but we gotta get bazukoids and get down to the cargo acess, we got
Afro Space Weevels!"
"Alright! Lets go.....what are space weevels again?" zac sighed, it was
going to be a period of adjustment for the poor beggar, he'd had a rough
time, so would you if you'd spent the last 100 years in 1984.
it was time for an initiation, a classic sport. the thrill of the hunt. it
was time to go Space Weevel Hunting......
<tag anyone who fancies a shot>
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