*wakes up cuddling his gun and disgustingly throws it away*

Did i hear brekkie???

Whatever goes ben as long as its fried and grilled and bad for you

just yoghut and juice... not feeling too good :(

*wakes up, checks to see if meeks is around then sneaks out on deck*

Psst, Ben! Could you do me a bacon butty please? Sneak it to me under the table here, I don't want meeks to see me

*Wakes uncomfortably cos something was diggin in her back*

STELLA "Will you stop bringing ur gun into bed!!"


*gets out of bed, grabs her shower stuff, showers, returns, dresses....nudges Stell* "OI TF.... get out the bed, Bens done ur brekky"..


*Grabs the quilt and pulls it back off Stell and goes out the cabin heads over to the table and sits down and waits for Ben to serve her food*









(Stell, i pmsl @ Ur post!)

right foods up then and sorry if its a bit greasy blame tids !!!

right stell and tids i see a new pub oops i mean shop we can look at later on !!!

*drools at the sight of cholestoral*


well off for a big swim after this then, dont want it clogging the arteries do we?

Pub? what pub? *looks around* we are in the middle of the ocean , put that pub guide down

*walks out of room onto deck and see's stell in his cowboy outfit*

Argh!!

*quickly runs back to cabin and re-enters deck in cowboy outfit, complete with straw in mout and drwan-on stubble*

Howdy there lads, fancy a whisky with a bacon butty ?

Oh tids, stell, is it me or has there been a girl runnin around gropin people?

Hiya Ste, mate pmsl at your stubble, you used a purple pen mate !!

Yep its meeko, feisty little thing as well she is, keeps nicking my beer as well

Whisky and Bacon butty sound good to me

ah right, meeko...yh I saw her gropin someone. All these new lasses on our ship!

(pssst...*leans in* For every beer she nicks mate, get a pair of her knickers off the washin line - she'll soon stop )


*heads to cooker to prepare butty's, and goes over beard with a black pen*

*listens* oh right........hang on wait a minute.

*leans in and whispers* rumour has it all her knickers are edible ones mate, so that wont work.

*sits down and awaits butties, opens a cold one and tosses one to Ste* Oiiiii here ya go mate, get ya laughing gear round that !

*catches can with face, flinches, but catches it before it hits the floor*

Was thinking mate, might get those rubber floors installed to chuck beers etc around, but they'll fizz up like. Still would be fun for other objects...like people ha!

Ooh edible? Well I'm sure Boiler Bobs already had the liqourice ones - he loves it.

*prepares butty and slides it on to table* There ya go matey.

*stops sliding plate expertly*

Boiler bob is sulking mate, fleeced him last night in poker

*Takes bite out of sarnie, and has a tussle with the rind as it stretches from his teeth, and brown sauce drips on his shirt**

(now im defo off to make that butty)


Poor Bob, he always loses...guess it doesn't help him having a glass eye though.


*bites own butty, and sits next to Stell suppin' beer*

*guzzles beer a bit to quick* Buuuurrrppp. Ooops pardon me *blush*

*finishes sarnie and bangs on Tids door*

*Puts on camp voice* "Yooooohoooo tiiiiidsy you coming fishing with me and the skipper"

*goes and gets fishing stuff and grabs crate of beer*

hey can i come got a new rod

hang on chaps you forgot your tackle ! quickly loads another crate of beer in the box thats should do nicely !!!

ahh but wheres stell?

(Ive pmsllllll reading that back and i swear OMG Ste and Stell you pair sound fruity!!)









*lays back on a sunlounger a lil , watching all the lads make fools of themselves dressed funny with drawn on beards etc etc*

*comes leaping out of his cabin in a joyous mood*

did someone say they wanted to get there tackle out?

*spots ste and stella with fishing gear wipes sweat off brow*
Phew that sort of tackle, thank god for that

*Spots Tids and sits bolt upright and shouts.." TIDS fs go and put some clothes on ..im here too yanooooooooo"..Shakes her head and covers her eyes*