The PUB #2040AD: Granny CaSS's 70th Birthday Partay

You think so? Damn must ask Mrs. Beer why our kid's compexion's so dark. Better write it down, too. My memory isn't as good as it used to be...
Now where did I put my glasses? ...

 

3 year old Andy runs in to give granny a cuddle and a kiss and some flowers and chocolates

 

Anakin Jr Snr Jnr, Smakck Any 3Yrs old one round the back of the head and nicks the choclate- 'Take that ya Scotty kid'

 

//gives Andy a werthers original.

 

bites Anakin Jnr Snr Jnr (wtf?)

You smell of bug spray. Me no like

goes and sits with grandpa Chet

 

//rings exterminator


'hello? oh, yes, it seems we have a problem with vermin down here at the retirement home'

**pause**


'yes, yes, I'm not sure what kind but it, small, fast and shouts 'growl at the badger'.'


**another pause**

oh yes, it does sound serious, send all your best stuff to get rid of this little pest.

**click**


//sits back, smirking

 

Jnr,Snr,Jnr- Grand Kid- Just woundering if any1 could work it out.

 

A loud whirring noise is heard out in the hall, and a second later CA enters on his electric wheelchair.

Damn kids, I had to belt them round the head several times before they stopped trying to let the air out of my tyres!

 

//ruffles young Andy's hair

And how are you young man? be a good boy and go to the corner shop and buy a gramps a bottle of whiskey. Heres £20, and get yourself a packet of fags.

 

//sits in the corner, drinking some beer, watching the world go by...

Hand on cane, waiting to trip up some unsuspecting 76 year old up

 

Oh watch yer toes. CA always seems to run over them in that darn chair!


And how did you manage to smuggle beer in here, Mayhem?

The nurses seem to find all my gin. But they let me have this sherry cuz its my birthday.

 

revs the wheelchair till the tyres spin, waiting to run Gav over

 

Hmph snobby git.

Must be one of those new fangled wheelchairs that can rev!

 

Sits patiently in the corner, for the wife to arrive.

 

//also sits patiently in corner waiting for Anakin's wife to arrive.

 

fortunately Young Andy, after handing grandpa chet his whisky, is now outside smoking his first ciggu

 

Ha! You gonna ask her about yer half asian children?

//sees Chet grinning in the corner

He's always been a randy git!

//sniffing air

Where's that smell of pea coming from?

//checks cathetar...

Oh... be right back...

 

*Poodu shakes his head in sorrow* Poor old anakin...

 

Unca Paul - how come I sawd Auntie Wilma touching Grandpa Chet's... whispers toodle? ? Can he not go pee pee himself?

 

//snigger snigger

Even young Gav noticed.

 

Ahh ya see ere sonny these old people need to wear nappy/dypers, a bit like you little sister has to.
Ahhh its a shame aint it...

 

//has ways to get alcohol in here...

Mainly due to my kids hiding it in medicine bottles they bring me

//thinks he will try jamming that cane of his into CA's chair if he insists on whizzing about the place!

 

if that's what he wants to believe....

 

Anakin's Wife walks through the door...

 

oH...here she is....that Wilma.

Just like 'er 'usband.

Mutton dressed as lamb and as pure as the driven slush!