Part 3

Making a mark.

KEEP… another please, before possum gets here I would like to get my fill.
Starry apologises, Sorry friend, the tears were blurring my vision, Well, no one can call you silly wrymm.
She joins him at the bar again, another for me Keep.

Shark returns from the kitchen with half a bottle of Crank Juice & a grin like a Cheshire cat, Hey you two, it looks like there may be an ice machine back there, I’ll send out the scullery maid to get some milk for us, I think I can make some ice cream for dessert.
I’ll be in that, is the cry from one of the bigger patrons that has come along with the gang for their day out.

Starry hands wrymm the eyeliner as a look of shocked confusion crosses his brow.
Before he opens his mouth to defend his manhood, Starry points to the male restroom, No doubt the walls will need attention in there also ;)
wrymm Jumps up & skulls his drink, plonking it down on the bar, I want that full when I return Keep! with that he skulks of to the loo…..

Shark & Starry continue to natter about recipes etc, In a short time wrymm returns with an insane grin, putting the eyeliner down on the bar.
So what did you write? Says Starry.
I wrote: If the world didn’t suck, we’d all fall off.
If you can fake an orgasm, I can fake a relationship……
and above the urinals I wrote: Don’t look here for the joke, it’s in your hand……
also on the other wall, I wrote this, he picks up the eyeliner & begins to scribble on the bar to show starry the other thing he has done.

Possums Stress Relief

Bang head here

Wrymm picks up his beer but cannot drink as he has fallen to the floor at Starry’s feet laughing uncontrollably, Starry ends up sprawled across the bar as wrymm’s infectious laugh takes her also.

Just then, Spitfighter enters the bar, Hello everyone! It’s nice to finally join the party, I guess I overslept, so I wa……
Spit looks over and sees that wrymm & Starry are in no condition to listen to what he’s saying.
Just then, Shark appears from the kitchen, Hey Spit, how are you, worry not about that pair, they have been sniffing the mandrake I feel.

Do you play an instrument, we will jam later on tonight, the more the merrier I say.
Spit looks around and grabs a couple of spoons from a nearby table, Will these do?

Starry finally gets a grip on herself (hmmmmmmmm…….OH!! sorry) ahem..
& focuses on spit, Hey spit…,come over & join us, though we had a bit of a head start already.
Wrymm makes a feeble attempt to get of the floor, but collapses to giggle some more, finally he composes enough to chat, hey spit, cheers to you, looks like we have a band tonight, Shark on bass, me on guitar, you on drums & starry on mandolin.

KAAA-BOOOOMMM!!!!!

A huge explosion is heard from the kitchen, shark comes staggering out with a cloud of smoke right on his heels.
His face blackened like a cartoon character, his hair standing on end & his cloths torn in places.
What happened shark?? Says Spit.
Cough cough!!, OH the damn pressure cooker was faulty…
There goes the Kernergal fried chicken I was gunna cook up, Oh well, a minor loss.
With that he heads back to the kitchen, waving his apron to disperse the smoke as he enters.

Starry looks at wrymm with fresh tears of amusement glistening in her eyes….face reddening……. Busting to hold in her laughter.
His face… she finally peeps, ha ha haaaa……..what a makeover….
Wrymm is trying to look somewhere else, but he hears her going again & again they are reduced to gibber.