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    Re: Hello Happy_B!

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    El Presidente whispered something to Whitebeard, who sprang into action..........cement was slowly being poured into a large cavern............

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    When two men on horseback, arrive at the dance. The two men are similar in appearance except for one has a grey beard and the other has a white beard. Their beards stretch down to their shoes. The man with the grey beard is wearing a mask, probably to disguise his blushes. His friend, the man with the white beard, is wearing no mask or hat and has a full head of flowing black hair. Both men are quite young but never reveal their age to anyone, which is an act of vanity as these men pride themselves on being the opposite. They are good looking and intelligent men who think they know much more about women then they actually do.

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    Re: Hello Happy_B!

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    Whilst checking that her stick-on tatoo was still in place and reapplying her dark, dark lipstick, the vampish Elle Presidente Lou devised a cunning plan. She addressed the growing number of confused Le Soc victims:

    'My friends, we have the evidence' - she waved a hand regally at Marty Baby and indicated that he should follow her outside. He grabbed the now many pairs of high heels, socks and masks and followed her..........many onlookers gathered, some from as far afield as Cardiff.......they did not know the significance of what was to happen next.

    El Presidente whispered something to Whitebeard, who sprang into action..........cement was slowly being poured into a large cavern............

    Elaine
    But his spring was geriatric and far too late. He and some others were encircled by a menacing crowd of Le Socs. They, were no longer victims and had, by dint of divers devious Devices (known by Roc Er's as Moves), asserted ascendancy despite their fewer number.

    Their sultry Queen announced, "You have been assessed and found wanting. Guilty of both wanting and actually performing the Dreaded Bounce. To ensure you never do this again you will each be suspended over the pool of cement and dipped to your knees, raised, and left to dry out. Whereupon you shall have permanent concrete wellies and be quite unable to bounce.", and finished her say with a dazzling smile and a shimmy of wiggles.

    The awfulness of the prospect outlined caused shrieks of fear, "No!, no!, no!!!. We don't bounce. We never bounce. What is bouncing?." And so on. It was pittiable to behold.

    And none was more vehement in those denials than Whitebeard. "Ok, ok, I may flail around a bit and do that rise and fall thing - up onto those piggie pinkies and down again - but surely no one sees that as bouncing?"

    Then he became aware of a Ho....t , ahem, a skilled and experienced dancer, gliding smoothly in the direction of the action. A long slide ended in a small but telling flourish. How on earth did he do that on tarmacadam? He wore a mask.

    A dreadful premonition struck Whitebeard. Had he not earlier danced with a lady from Honda town? Had others also come up from the wilting shire? Pray be that this should not be the iceman himself!

    Just another prayer ignored. The one with the mask must indeed be Mr Cool. "All of you," he intoned "wear dance sneakers and by definition must be Bouncers. Off with your heads. No, sorry, been reading too much. On with the concrete wellies."

    "Well," the even sultrier Queen murmurred to Whitebeard, "you haven't got an answer to that, have you old boy? Once you've been dipped it's wiggle or nothing?" Whitebeard leaned forward and cupped his ear, "It's no use murmurring wiggly one, shout it, loud and clear!". Which she did.

    At which, Whitebeard blanched as he had never blanched before. "Lou, please Lou, you got me into this, please do something ..... ".
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    Re: Hello Happy_B!

    Quote Originally Posted by Whitebeard
    At which, Whitebeard blanched as he had never blanched before. "Lou, please Lou, you got me into this, please do something ..... ".
    But Lou didn't hear him, as she'd been totally distracted by the two handsome men on horseback. They introduced themselves as messengers. The first announced that he had ridden from Honda Town to tell her that her place of work was to be destroyed in order to make way for a hyperspace bypass. Strangely, this news didn't phase her. However she was somewhat disturbed to discover that part of the plan was that she needed to relocate to the mythical burrough of Sulliedhell.

    Whilst she was still pondering this strange turn of events, the other rider announced that he had been sent from The DeathStarâ„¢, and that his leader was about to declare war upon the infidals of Le Soc, as he'd heard Mr Cool's comments about Bouncers and it had sent him into a great temper. He wanted revenge. And, after all, wasn't the great Hall of Walls still part of the Evil Empire?

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