Re: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] Aint alcohol a bitch?

<snip>
Dean shrugged "Usually works..most people are scared of Phil, that blokes a
nutcase..."
"Yeah well...so am I"
"What if we threaten to unleash the midget on you?"
The crowd of people cracked their knuckles.
"Way to talk yourself up Deano...." said Jay, sarcasm dripping from his
voice, just before he launched himself at a nearby thug, thus ending
the twelve-on-two standoff.....
</snip>
Who: The brawlers, MK6, Dean, and Jay
When: Right about NOW!
Where: Parrotts
Smith, being nicely blasted with MK6's brew, wandered over to the
now-brawling mob, to see what the commotion was about. He supposed
that, being a security officer, he SHOULD be doing something, but he
couldn't quite remember what...
"Erm...excuse me sir...", Smith stammered, trying vainly to get Jay's
attention, "Mister Chrysler sir? "
"What the f*** do you want, Smith you smegger?!", yelled Jay in
between dealing and receiving blows from the angry mob.
"Well, I know I'm supposed to do something here, but-"
"What the smegging hell are you waiting for?!", screamed Dean as a
particularily brutal looking brawler began wailing on him.
"Oh..."
Smith paused for a minute.
"I remember now! Space Corps. Directive No. 124976-C clearly states
I'm supposed to KICK SOME ASS!"
Smith heartily joined in. It turned out he was a fair fighter, and
although the odds were still signifigantly stacked against them, the
addition of another fighter improved Jay and Dean's standings.
<Glad to help.Taggers! >