Locked out!
Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 9:13 pm
Bang! Bang! Bang! The door was locked. Where was Mr. Magoo?
It was definitely well and truly locked. Had things got out of hand in there? He'd never know. On a board outside someone had chalked up 'perhaps my comments got to you' then 'what kind of comment was that?' and then '*** grow up!'
He had a feeling the comments were directed at him, but as the thread was locked up and on a bridge, he decided he'd been trolled. There was no sign of the troll however and the thread was well and truly locked up! It was raining so he couldn't chalk any comments back up. Also he felt sure he was being watched from somewhere not too far. He retreated after realising his attempts to get into the thread were futile. It was locked up with a five lever anti-zap-o-matic anti-nucleo type lock and there was no way it was budging. On his way back he nearly slipped over a double page pullout featuring Princess Diana, a huge article on the immigration crisis and a compact disc featuring a selection of songs from musicals. Gosh, I wonder who could have dropped that? he wondered.
From somewhere else someone was shouting about lines and boxes and panthers and Roy Cropper. Perhaps it was just the TV on too loud. He followed the commotion and the anger but again it was locked up. Silent G woz 'ere was chalked up. A VIP member and he couldn't get in anywhere! All bloody well locked and chained up.
He thought he'd stop off at the last thread. Dark. And locked. Someone shouting about Vicks Sinex, or Jeff Vickers of Vicks vapour rub. He noticed some menthol crystals on the floor. After trudging around in the rain he popped back home and heated up a kettle so it was almost boiling. He poured the water into a bowl and stuck a towel over his head. Inhale.....aaaaaah the menthol vapour cleared his head. perhaps next time he'd pop over to the UKFMP to see what was happenning there.
It was definitely well and truly locked. Had things got out of hand in there? He'd never know. On a board outside someone had chalked up 'perhaps my comments got to you' then 'what kind of comment was that?' and then '*** grow up!'
He had a feeling the comments were directed at him, but as the thread was locked up and on a bridge, he decided he'd been trolled. There was no sign of the troll however and the thread was well and truly locked up! It was raining so he couldn't chalk any comments back up. Also he felt sure he was being watched from somewhere not too far. He retreated after realising his attempts to get into the thread were futile. It was locked up with a five lever anti-zap-o-matic anti-nucleo type lock and there was no way it was budging. On his way back he nearly slipped over a double page pullout featuring Princess Diana, a huge article on the immigration crisis and a compact disc featuring a selection of songs from musicals. Gosh, I wonder who could have dropped that? he wondered.
From somewhere else someone was shouting about lines and boxes and panthers and Roy Cropper. Perhaps it was just the TV on too loud. He followed the commotion and the anger but again it was locked up. Silent G woz 'ere was chalked up. A VIP member and he couldn't get in anywhere! All bloody well locked and chained up.
He thought he'd stop off at the last thread. Dark. And locked. Someone shouting about Vicks Sinex, or Jeff Vickers of Vicks vapour rub. He noticed some menthol crystals on the floor. After trudging around in the rain he popped back home and heated up a kettle so it was almost boiling. He poured the water into a bowl and stuck a towel over his head. Inhale.....aaaaaah the menthol vapour cleared his head. perhaps next time he'd pop over to the UKFMP to see what was happenning there.
