*Lashes the scraper(whats that?) and snorkel and grabs the rod*

GIMME A GO

Yeah well he wud say am a good scrubber, i have to wash his back!


@ Ste.. "you laffing at me? EH? ARE YA?"

gerrrrooooooooooooooooooooffffff will ya

*keeps a firm grim with both hands on his long rod*

stop pulling at it will ya, you'll gimme a damn hernia for heavens sake....me maggot wont know whats going on

MAGGOTS! *lets go and wipes her hands on Ste*

Disgusting you are eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Yano what eh? FINE! JUST FINE! Ill just sit here *sits down* and wait for my Stell, he'll gimma a go Pffffffffffffft!

*Folds arms and looks out to sea*

The Maggots are the bait you muppet and on the end of the hook...in the water....i thought stella showed you how too fish, obviousely he held back the fine detail of needing bait to catch fish *puts hand over mouth* oooops i was only kidding

LMAO!

Lies! I know wat the Maggots are! just cos am blonde yano (lmaooooooo)

Im off for a shower, enjoy ya flippin fishing!

*Spots the lads at the end of the boat, grabs his rod and tackle (OH!! and his bait!)and runs like the wind (oops pardon me)*

*Reaches into the box and grabs a cold frosty one, casts into the deep blue, and chills in a deckchair, with his feet up on the side of the vessel*

Pass me a cuban, Tids me ol' mucka .

*Fishes*

*welcomes stella to the fishing party now back in full swing...sts...hands over a cuban and gives ste a sharp nudge in the ribs*

Oi begger legs...stella has joined the fishing possie.....now the 3 amigos are as one again.....before it was just beavis and butthead

tosses maggot

*catches aforementioned wriggly varmint and attaches to hook*

*Casts out and admires*

Cheers Tids Mate. Errrrr are you sure ol bugga lugs there is ok, he hasnt moved for ages. Not even when that last gust of wind shifted his hair just a tad!!

Ah Well, prob drunk already, the lightweight.

Another beer mate? *Shakes Empty tin type vessel in Tids general direction*

*Carries on Fishing*

*grabs beer*

cheers mate

*looks at ste*

i better check see if hes still with us.

*prods the figure that should be ste, but it falls over*

MY GOD STELLA

*gasps*

Its a stuffed dummy made of straw and a balloon for a head, and yer know the weirdist thing?......not at one time did i think it was a dummy the company was so similar

*leaves dummy on floor and carries on angling*

*quickly gives ariel a kiss goodbye and swims back to the ship. After clambering up, quickly dries off and heads back to the lads*

Hiya lads, I erm, fell asleep and fell overboard- what the hell is that stuffed doll doing there?

*sits down, re-baits and grabs a beer*

*pours turps on the dummy and sets it alight......a stray hot ash lands on stes head*

OH Myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Godddddddddddddd

*panics*

*throws nearest bucket of wet stuff at hand over ste's head too extinguish the flame, which fortunatelty, depending on the way you look at it, was the bucket for the fish guts, from the hoist*

Phew mate...you nearly went up in smoke then.....bit pongy though now mate, but look on the bright side, the singed patch will grow back......you want a habbit?

*does a chortle in a drunken manner and nudges stella and starts singing...*

we are sailing, WE ARE SAIIIIIIILING, CROSS THE WATER......come on you two arms in the air

Edited at 13:42 Fri 27/06/08 (BST)

*walks on deck to find the 3 amigo's still fishing*


OMG! That all you lot do all day??

Wheres all the girls gone? I may have to abandon ship yano *sniffs*

*Pulls a chair up and sits watching*

*looks back at paula*
Now you.......your not going to start grabbing my big rod now are you?......stella has a small one, the right size for you dainty little hands, me and ste have big 'uns....MAN size, and we are the only men that hold our own before you start

Edited at 15:36 Fri 27/06/08 (BST)

(LMAO @ That)

*gives Tids the evils*

How dare ya talk about my Stells rod! an no am not gunna grab urs either pffffffffffffft

I can see urs and Ste's rods anyway *looks* ..nothing compared to Stells..dead strong his is!


*Grabs a mag and heads of to lay in the sun*

*Sits smugly and waves his strong rod*

OH!!!!! I gotta a nibble.....!!

*Grabs rod with both hands, and start reeling away*....TIDSSSSSSS help mate, it looks like a big un (STS)......get the gaff!!

Here Paula dont just sit there, c'mere and cop hold of this!! *Passes the net*

(am pmsl here)

OMGGG *Watches rod bending* Its a biggun Tids mate are ya ready ?? *Sips Beer and has a puff on the cuban....."come on ya bugga, come to daddy" *reels away*

Edited at 19:39 Fri 27/06/08 (BST)

*puts on nitrate rubber gloves and reluctantly grabs stellas rod*

my oh my it is being well and truly tugged on (im rofl here) your rod is quivering at the tip and looks like it may just split....
PAULAAAAAAAA

*shouts*

GET YA GOD DAMN NET HERE WILL YA

and ste.....stop playing with your rod, put the freakin' thing down and get pulling on stellas...yeah near the base, hold it firm and steady ste

Edited at 23:23 Fri 27/06/08 (BST)

(lmaoooooooooooooooo)


*Bursts out laffing at the sight of Tids trying to control Stells sturdy rod* (told ya didnt i eh?) Fiesty his rod yano..ohhhhh am not helping HAHAHAHAHAHA


*Gently kicks Ste*..OI! Help tids will ya

PMSLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL @ that ^^^^^^^^

*Wakes up on deck feeling decidedly groggy*

Uuuurgh my head!!

*Looks @ Tids and the Cap'n spark out on the deck, with their rods and tackle in a right state*

Hang on a dawgone cotton picking minute here!!
Oi!! *Kicks tids* Oiiiii What are You doing with MY rod ya git, keep ya hands on your own!! And wake up !!

*Gets his bits & Bobs and heads off back to cabin muttering away*

*Mutter~Gits~mutter~what was in that beer~mutter~need a shower~mutter~and food~mutter~and tea~shakes head~mutters*

*Emerges from cabin looking fresh and smelling good!!*

OOPS..*bumps into a muttering groggy lookin Stell*
"S'Matter bab?..you look all erm..well ya look like someones tried to steal ya rod!!"

Awwwwwwwwwww, go on bab, go and grab ya towel and have a nice shower, i'll make ya some Cri......toast!

*Sings as she steps over Ste and Tids who's still sparko'ed on deck and wanders over to the kitchen to make toast*

*Emerges from SHower looking and smelling like a right proper tart*

*Wanders past kitchen and opens towel*

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO PAULA..... SI LMAOOOOOOOOO

*Enters Cabin and and gets properly attired, grabs a cold one and heads off to see if his Paula has made him some food*