What Niples would give for a gun Pt III: Lasergun wedding...

So, what would be the perfect present for an Ambassador who is
marrying a GELF who makes Terry Jones look like Marylin Munroe?
"Here's some presents for your engagement, Mr Niples." Johnny said,
trying not to snigger, as was everyone else in the room. "A nice pair
of those things you put over your eyes at night."
Johnny handed Seymour a pair of those things you put over your eyes
at night (I have no idea what they're called - rich women mainly use
them).
"And here's some paper bags." said Johnny, handing him some paper
bags.
"I suppose they're for my retching stomach, young man?" Seymour
replied, composing his dignity.
"No, they're to put over your eyes during the day."
Johnny and the rest of the people in the room starting laughing once
again.
* * * *
"Now, it's time to throw a big party in Seymour's honour!" yelled
Phil, grabbing a bottle of beer.
(where do people get all this stuff?)
"What, a stag party?" queried Chris.
"Sort of, but without the gender segregation." Phil replied.
(ooc: if that wouldn't be Phil's choice of words, just remember two
things- he's drunk and go to hell)
"Wait a minute," said Seymour, "where's everyone else?"
Everyone else in the room just shrugged their shoulders.
"I suppose we'd better go find them, hey Phil?" asked Johnny. "I
mean, your wife would kill you if you didn't let her in oon the fun."
"Er, you've got a point there."
"Well, I suppose I'd better give Ol.. er, the Magistrate the
description of those who are still missing, and see if he knows
anything."
Glad for an excuse to leave his 'friends', Seymour remembered why he
was in the room for, grabbed a paper bag, poked holes for eyes in it
and put it on his head before grabbing Phil and Jay by the ear and
left.
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