[Dom opens the roof access door]
Oi! Who's up here throwing things?
Or is it some sort of miracle biscuit rain?
*He holds his hand out expectantly.*
No. As I thought-- no biscuit rain. So who's bloody well hurling biscuits about, eh? Some of us are trying to achieve interesting erotic effects with shower curtains, you know.
It's bad enough we were just taking a break to replenish our strength and I found out this bloody hotel doesn't have proper Hobnobs-- I was just going to complain to the concierge about these sodding things *irately shaking a bag of h00bn00bs* and these bloody "Tiglets" as well...
Or is it some sort of miracle biscuit rain?
*He holds his hand out expectantly.*
No. As I thought-- no biscuit rain. So who's bloody well hurling biscuits about, eh? Some of us are trying to achieve interesting erotic effects with shower curtains, you know.
It's bad enough we were just taking a break to replenish our strength and I found out this bloody hotel doesn't have proper Hobnobs-- I was just going to complain to the concierge about these sodding things *irately shaking a bag of h00bn00bs* and these bloody "Tiglets" as well...