The Beer Hunter: Carving up the Keats
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The crowd was silent.... Then angry shouts were heard.
Keats smiled, took a buite out of the kebab and fell flat onto the
table he was standing on, then off there and onto the floor where he
fell asleep....
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Un'cle Bul'garia pointed a scrawny hand towards the now comatose
Keats, who was cheek don in an odd mixture of his own vomit and spit.
'Take him to the.... investagation chamber Knuckles, prepare him, wel
start the.. "enquiries" when the other has given in to pain.. hmmm'
Un'cle Bul'garia looked towards Phil, he had maanaged to rouse the
crowd into chanting 'Chug! Chug! Chug!' as he finished off another
bottle.
'Smeg this is the good stuff.. i mean... arghhh, no more please...
any more ofthat brandy tyo torture me with..?'
'You humans are very odd creatures, and incredably resilant. Are most
hardend special forces can only handle about 100mls of the Great
Poison before their brans shut down..'
'Yeah... well... we like a challenge... wheres the other guy....
wheres Keatsy...'
'Alas he couldnt take as much as you so weve taken him aside for
enquiries...'
'Doesnt sound to bad..... anyway, another bottle ofyour finest poison
my good sir, now, everybody, just as we practiced!'
'Chug Chug Chug!!!'
******enquiries chamber******
Keats dangled over Knuckles shoulder unconcious.
Every so often he regained just eough to vomit down the back of
Knuckles black suit.
With ease, Kncles kicked open a large door which lead into a mall
room with a chair, a table and what seemed to be a table to celebrate
every bladed impliment ever devised.
Keats was placed roughly on the table, face up.
Then, Knuckles thought (a long drawn out process) and placed him on
his side, mouth towards a yellow bucket stained red by use.
He was straped down tightly and left alone.
The big door creaked shut to block all but the light given off by a
small blue glow stick.
Keats was all alone....
<tag, phil>
OOC-Btw, The 1924 rotland is a lil more than 2000, say. about 100
times more, its $200 000 a bottle, now you can see why seymor
shiverd...