OMG!


No wait... Ok Capn! coming right up Capn* *grins*


*Grabs a beer and opens it.. gets a pork pie (ha @ that) Makes a TUNA butty....chops pie up adds to Tuna butty and takes them over to Ste... POURS BEER on his face and places tunapie butty on his belly*


ENJOY!


*walks away laffing but mumbles.. do this do that.. pfffffffft*

*looks at paula and whispers*

Oi dont let hiom take yer for a fool ya know.....quick spike his drink with a 'forget all about the credit card and hand it back to tids' potion or summat...or this god forsaken cruise will be a nightmare with Captain Power snoozing over there

*flicks an elastic band at the lazing stes butt*

Edited at 12:41 Wed 18/06/08 (BST)

*feels a light thud on his face, and wakes to find an elastic band on his chin*

What the?

*discovers half a tuna sandwich over his person and brown sauce from the pork pie on his shirt*

Ah well, it was a good nap anyways.Best shower!

*jogs to the trusty old showers that have no peepholes anymore!*

*weakens ste's hammock while he is showering, then tids turns off hot water supply then rapidly shimmers up to the crows nest to cop an eyeful of nothingness but clear blue ocean*

Edited at 12:46 Wed 18/06/08 (BST)

*wakes up on a sun lounger feeling like crap with an empty wine bottle beside her* Urghhhhhhhh

*drags her self to her cabin and flops on the bed*

*Wakes up and sniffs the stench of the boozy wench thats just landed on his bed*

Jeeeeeeeees woman what ya deen drinking eh eh?

*Leaves the drunken git sprawled on the bed, and goes on deck for a stretch of his legs*

Ahhhhhhhhh excellent!! no one about *Goes off for a quick run*

*Shouts* Oi Tiddler what ya doing up there ya crazy beast!! Are you hiding again??
*Ponders what the long haired hippy has been up to and continues his run*

(Oh Lmao @ boozy wench..pspspspsps)


*wakes* still feeling drunk, *goes for a cool shower, and heads on deck..pours a nice cold fresh orange and sips it slowly as she sits alone wondering where everyone went*

*finishes tidying his room and giving BB his stuff back*

Who said you could have my room boiler bob!?

*cracks open a beer and lights a cigar, then walks out onto deck with the aim to go over the maps and find his bearings*

*Spots the G fella (lol @ that)*


Hello Steven 8-| You ok?

(lmao @ G fella)


Well hello pauline, I'm good thanks, how are you on this splendid pacific night?

Good Good!

Im ok too ty.. Lovely night eh?

Ohhh what the bruise on ya chin?

















(Pauline grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr LOL)

the bruise on my chin? *trys to hide it*

Oh, its just a shadow, or some oil maybe, i was err...just changing something below deck!


(God if she knows Ariel hit me again the whole crew could find out! )

(Lmaoooooo i was thinking more tids..elastic...lmao)


Oh right,,, looks like a bruise! Ya sure Ariel never hit ya? Oh well..

Anyway seeing as i made ur tunapie butty last night.. you can pour me drinks tonight!

(lmao totally forgot about that)


See...here one day an im pouring drinks already!

*walks to bar muttering to self about how they dont know they're born*

I HEARD THAT!


Oh Yano what forget it!

*Slams glass down..am going to bed!*

God,,i only asked ya for one drink, scared case the wind blows ur hair are ya? Yh well i hope u run out of gel!


*Storms off to cabin*









(am off BC for now Ste)

*looks down from crows nest and laughs uncontrollably at stella jogging around the ship with pink lycra shorts and intense yellow vest on, wonders if he has stolen that from stes cabin in his abscence*

*looks up at the crows nest, catches tids' view and spots stella in his 80's gear*

OI!!! Thief!

*quickly runs into his cabin and returns with a 'frankie says relax' t-shirt, turqoise blue lycra's and a lipstick red heardband on*

Well if he's jogging fancy dress, we all might as well!

*makes a secret video diary of the pair of them looking like a cross between wham and daffyd jogging on the ship and thinks its not THAT sort of cruising...shimmers down mast pole and when on deck goes and puts al fresco grill on and chucks on a load of irish smoked back bacon....sings*

club tropicana drinks are freeeeeeeee.......

MORNIIIIING SHIPMATES she shouts as she walks on deck!

OMG!!! WHAT THE?????? *stops dead in her tracks*

Stell????????? Ste??????? Omg *burts out laffing at the sight of them in illuminous lycra!*

HA HA HA..


Hey Tiddler, whatcha cookin??

Edited at 11:18 Thu 19/06/08 (BST)

(Im grilling eggs *rolls eyes* look up ya muppet lol)

*conmtinues singing*
...iiiiiii dont want your freeeeedom i just want to play around, i dont want no body baby.....