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Once upon a time, DJ Ess was sitting in his room trying to think of something to do. Then, suddenly, he had a great idea! |
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| "We shall have a party!" he decreed. Quick as a flash, he telephoned Nase_2K. |
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| "A good idea, my friend." said Nase_2K wisely. "Let us discuss it whilst enjoying a friendly beverage at the pub of champions this evening." |
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Verily, they met at the Three Compasses. "We are having a party!" declared DJ Ess. "It will be good." Little Miss Funky was very impressed by the idea. |
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| Fitchy, however, seemed grumpy. |
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| DJ Ess passed him some cigarettes, thus solving the problem. |
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| X-Files was so excited about the party, he shat his pants. |
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| Fitchy was not impressed. |
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| "Help!" said Skippah, "I can't see!" |
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| "Open your eyes." said DJ Ess |
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"That's much better." said Skippah. Verily, DJ Ess was KING Problem-solver that night. He celebrated by pretending to have breasts made from ash-trays. |
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| Oddly, even though he was fore-warned of the party idea, Nase_2K appeared shocked. |
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| But he soon warmed to the idea, and gave DJ Ess a big kiss. |
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| Little Miss Funky brought drinks (even though this has nothing to do with the story, it's such a rare occurrence that it had to be mentioned. When she opened that wallet, moths flew out... DJ Ess). The shock was so great Fitchy quickly passed out. |
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| Pat, the landlady at the pub of champions, also thought it was a great idea... |
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| ...As did Tams, curiously sitting beside her ex-boyfriend whom she hasn't seen for months*. |
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"X-Files," said DJ Ess, "Phone other people who we want to invite." "No." said X-Files, further demonstrating his point with sign language. |
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| "Do it and I'll give you a fag." said DJ Ess. X-Files quickly grabbed his telephone. |
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| "But who to phone?" X-Files asked. DJ Ess thought hard. |
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| To be continued... Next month! |
