General Chat

Hayley remind Father O'Brendan about the union hostel at the back of O'Malleys pub...there's always a bed for BC there.....its the one nobody else will sleep in...

** gasps ........nooooooooo not the very good Sister Maureen...........how..........yes.......I......won't........what........party ?..........Boro girls...............posh house.........I see......she did , did she......* glares at TW.........but I want here......now look .......Fat'her......she wouldn't do that.............

*shuffles feet......TW we been rumbled!!!!!!!

*glares at Stray*


Don't you drag me into this one BC, I wasnt' here....

Which reminds me, we havent seen Seamus since then....and why is the cupboard under your stairs locked again?

...er...yes,...glares at Stray too......

................but ......Fat'her.....she is a devote....so she is.....YES she is...........everysunday..........she banned from there........to near the docks.......I burnt the carpet bag..................she .....can't .......we ......display stuff.....selling it the churchs name......I see.......beer money............now listen.....................its got a wonky wheel........she can.......**gasps** .............Not the poor Mother O'Holy..........but sh..........for how .........long..........4 days............yes I bet....

cos I cant get rid of that darned window cleaner...you remember the one who loves gingham? Hes become a real pest..plays his music really loud. I even put meeses traps all over the cupboard, but he uses them as ashtrays,...tsk tsk

shurrup Hayley...I have a pain under my rib cage and makes laughing painful...*groans and laughs........

BC it seems you have two choices....turn yourself in and plead guilty to everything.....


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LOL BC, no worries *cuddles remote controls* LOL

It won't be so bad once I get TV set up in the bedroom too. LOL.

or......go and stay with Jeanie and her pot smoking cat....hmmm...tricky......

Hayley, message from Hagar....




Get a life and stop poking your nose in to a poor dear sweet old ladys misfortunes!

.................what on earth has a gas metre reader....got to....do......she did..........not..........how did she manage to climb up there...........waved what.............bloomers.............who's attention.....why would she want the head master's.........to get caned........look Fat'her if she asked the him that....no she wasn't ......no she isnt... ** blushes **.if she asked him that she meant get stoned............communtion wine.......well then no I won't ask....

*listens in suspiciously...that Fr is a bit too nosey for my liking..how did he know all that about *blush...my bloomers and stuff? eh?

BC she's making it up, I unplugged the phone ages ago....

Have you been to confession lately BC?

Was it with Father O'Brendan by any chance?

Well THAT's a relief then TW...*phew she had me sweating a bit there...all that personal stuff about caning and...*swoons.....

as a matter of fact, I was, TW...*searches memory...it was about 1967 (Hayley will correct me here I am sure)...and his name was.



Father Brendon!!!!!!!

*picks BC up off floor*

EVERYONE knows about your bloomers and stuff BC...why do you think there were so many police at the station, and how do you think we found you? After all we were standing on the wrong platform *glares at Hayley*

.......I understand......devil.....women.....now look so what.....she was having a bit of......tunnel......I wouldnt send rats to stay with you ......FFS....she is .....WELL STUFF YOUR HALE MA.....AND YOU....



mutters...miserable git....................BC....your kipping on your sofa or at Liz's now make your mind..up ?