Lamb and I were sitting on the front deck of the Tree House admiring the rice paddies when we heard “Greensleaves” coming through loud and clear.
“Soooriously, what the phark?” said Lamb as the music got louder.
I said to Lamb “I reckon this is Princess Leah and Duke”. Next thing Lamb started pissing herself laughing as she saw what was coming up the road.
“Where did you get this vehicle from Dukie?” asked Lamb as Duke got out of the front passenger seat.
“Soooriously, what the phark?” said Lamb as the music got louder.
I said to Lamb “I reckon this is Princess Leah and Duke”. Next thing Lamb started pissing herself laughing as she saw what was coming up the road.
“Where did you get this vehicle from Dukie?” asked Lamb as Duke got out of the front passenger seat.
Dukie, laughing as she rolled out of the passenger seat, started to recollect her strip poker adventure the night before where she challenged Miss G-Stringer to a hand... And had a straight flush… matching bra & all to win the hand… and then some…
Princess… rolling at the picture of Duke in matching lingerie (La Perla at that!!!!) regained her composure to add…. “You think you would have the sense to actually trim the edges before you wear a G-banga!!!”
I reminded Lamb that we should never ask Duke and Princess Leah where they get their vehicles from.
Princess Leah and Duke had renamed the van "Miss Whippy". "You should see who we found in the back of it when we picked it up" said Princes. It appeared the G-Stringers had taken a hostage and had her stashed in the van.
Duke opened up the doors and out of the back of Miss Whippy jumped a blindfolded Rocky Balbina. “Holy phark this place rocks” she said.
Rocky is a full blooded Italian miss. Lamb and Rocky talked in Italian for the next 10 minutes whilst I tried to follow. It wasn't easy as they speak so fast. I did hear lots of "sexy". I think they were talking about me.
Anyway I knew they were up to something as Lamb started looking at her AK-47. I knew exactly what she was thinking. That the AK-47 would be converted to spray hot chocolate and Rocky Balbina (being an engineer- or “ginger beer” herself) was here to join Lamb in converting the AK-47 into a very powerful chocolate spraying machine. Apparently there would be babes lining the streets all the way into and back from the key ceremony and Lamb was keen to make sure they all end up in our Miss Whippy van line of fire.
Lamb and Rocky Balbina pulled out the CAD software and started to look at changing the AK-47 design to let it use chocolate instead of bullets.
We sat down to get all of the engineering issues sorted. We thought that would be our only challenge tonight.
Then we had a knock on the front door. There is only one person who knows where we live. It is “Honoruru”. Honoruru is our accountant and she has short fingers from using a calcurator. With all of the red tape and tax system that the Howard government implemented, Honoruru is so important to us. She is a hot chick as well. Anyway, Honoruru was here to look at a couple of leases and asset sales agreements for the bank.
We all sat down on the back deck and had a huge feast of thai prawn salad, lamb and potatoes whilst Honoruru went mental over our books.
Lamb and Rocky had some Chambord, I fixed a G and T, Princess Leah had a few vodkas and Dukie didn’t have anything as she knew she had a big job the next day. Honoruru had a few more Coronas.
This little ceremony thing was going to go off. It was so good that Rocky was here to help us with this new adventure. It was good to see Lamb had an engineering mate she could talk too in her native tongue. That tongue would be very much into the natives in a days time I was thinking to myself.
Honoruru couldn’t make it back to town that night as she was plastered.
So we tied up another 2 hammocks and Rocky and Honoruru slept with us that night.
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