Toni was feeling meloncholy...
"I like melons," she thought, "and I love cauliflower."
Whilst she was pondering, Tom and Christine were in the kitchen creating one fine mess. Christine had recently seen a notification in the paper that there was to be a baking contest at the local park that weekend, and she had decided that it would be great publicity if Tochto were to win.
"Stir in the eggs...no, no... fold in the eggs" Christine instructed Tom. Tom was growing more and more impatient, as ever since Boris Johnson had drank all of Tom's toffee gin, Tom had had to put up with being sober.
"stop chewing so loudly!" he snapped at Lenny.
"I can't help it, i'm a dog", Lenny barked.
Suddenly, there she was, as bringht as day. Xena warrior Princess was stood in the kitchen doorway.
"My goodness" Tom thought aloud... "I'm not even drunk!".
Xena folded her arms, leant against the door frame and smirked. It had been a while since she had seen three such talented people. "They'd make great warriors, like me...and that Lenny, " she thought to herself.
I think she was about to say something, but before she could hollor out her war cry, Toni crept up beind our fetid hero and jumped on her back, knocking her to the floor. Unfortunatly for Xena, Christine had left her mechano all over the place, and the impact of landing on that was less than comfortable.
"Pass me the gin!" Tom cried. In the panic. Forgetting what Christine had promised herself, she opened the cake tin and pulled out the emergency gin rations. "It's salted but..."
Tom was firslty relieved to be able to tip the bottle back and lose himself in his secret Eurovision world. However, once the tonic had hit his lungs, he felt betrayed that Christine had hidden it from him in the first place.
"Why...?" he started...
"It's a long story", Christine replied, "It all started after Bonnie gatecrashed the wedding...but first, we need to wake Xena up. Her and Toni played a huge part in it all..."
Toni gulped, fated, belched and giggled. "Oh Tom, you're #hashtag going to love it"
TBC...
"I like melons," she thought, "and I love cauliflower."
Whilst she was pondering, Tom and Christine were in the kitchen creating one fine mess. Christine had recently seen a notification in the paper that there was to be a baking contest at the local park that weekend, and she had decided that it would be great publicity if Tochto were to win.
"Stir in the eggs...no, no... fold in the eggs" Christine instructed Tom. Tom was growing more and more impatient, as ever since Boris Johnson had drank all of Tom's toffee gin, Tom had had to put up with being sober.
"stop chewing so loudly!" he snapped at Lenny.
"I can't help it, i'm a dog", Lenny barked.
Suddenly, there she was, as bringht as day. Xena warrior Princess was stood in the kitchen doorway.
"My goodness" Tom thought aloud... "I'm not even drunk!".
Xena folded her arms, leant against the door frame and smirked. It had been a while since she had seen three such talented people. "They'd make great warriors, like me...and that Lenny, " she thought to herself.
I think she was about to say something, but before she could hollor out her war cry, Toni crept up beind our fetid hero and jumped on her back, knocking her to the floor. Unfortunatly for Xena, Christine had left her mechano all over the place, and the impact of landing on that was less than comfortable.
"Pass me the gin!" Tom cried. In the panic. Forgetting what Christine had promised herself, she opened the cake tin and pulled out the emergency gin rations. "It's salted but..."
Tom was firslty relieved to be able to tip the bottle back and lose himself in his secret Eurovision world. However, once the tonic had hit his lungs, he felt betrayed that Christine had hidden it from him in the first place.
"Why...?" he started...
"It's a long story", Christine replied, "It all started after Bonnie gatecrashed the wedding...but first, we need to wake Xena up. Her and Toni played a huge part in it all..."
Toni gulped, fated, belched and giggled. "Oh Tom, you're #hashtag going to love it"
TBC...
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