The NSC novel -let the plot begin...you decide...

[Everest]

Michele stood aghast and said "I never knew you had some Dutch in you".

 

[The Large One]

"Do you want shome more?"

 

[dannyboy]

at this point michele undid his zip to his training ground tracksuit.......

 

[Martinf]

and said: "would you like some Edam cheese you slag."

 

[Brighton TID]

"No thank you, I don't like the red wax outer sheaf, it sticks in my teeth," was Kerry's retort.

 

[withdeanwombat]

It's not your retort I'm interested in;show me your bunsen burner.

 

[NMH]

She was warming to him, and knew there was chemistry

 

[murraymints4brighton]

Just as Kuipers retracted his now unrepairable finger from Kerry's Bunsen burner, a man on a tricycle with a clipboard and a fat TV sales man appeared each with copies of The Big Issue and the later with a bin bag full of old television remotes.

 

[sammy g]

.........both were covered in horrific sores. Afflicted with a new flesh eating virus first discovered in the hills above Durrington.

 

[Martinf]

Meanwhile, back across town, Bobby was sliding the last silver bullet into the chamber of his Colt 45, shivering at the thought of the job before him - John Terry was a Werewolf and tonight was a full moon.

 

[Insel affe]

Bobby slowly edged his big pistol into Barry Llyods old holster.

 

[Jack Straw]

It stuck, fast.

 

[dannyboy]

..... barry turned and smiled a nicotine smile....... ' have you heard of shane mcfaul ' he said .....

 

[Brighton TID]

In summary, Bobby's mission was two-fold:
1. to prise Dirty Terry's fingers from pies that were stickier than the stickiest sticky things (eg. deep filled treacle tarts).
2. to make the England squad before the sun went down.

He called up his old pal, Lee Steele on his blue Samsung 2E90044DDi flip phone. Lee answered after one ring and said...

 

[Deleted User X18H]

.. my brother is a celebrity hairdresser he does hair replacement treatment too.

 

[Lewes' best seagull]

And not just on your head.

 

[Captain Haddock]

Confused, Bobby furrowed his brow and shrugged, but just then, out the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted...

 

[The Large One]

Malcolm MacDonald's 1972 sideburns presenting Blue Peter on telly...

 

[vulture]

with 1066 gull as the camera man

 

[Wienergull]

Meanwhile, on the other side of town in a Lower East Side flophouse, a hopped-up, strung-out William Burroughs, seeking to overturn conventions of narrative, plot and general good taste in his bid to join the ranks of the literary immortals, placed an exceedingly small mandarin on the head of the quivering Archer and cocked the trigger of his pearl-handled .38........