Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Tony gets hit on

Tony gets hit on by a member, by a male of obvious non-heterosexual preference.

It was last week. Tony staggered into a pub. He was in a right state. Just been hit by a bus whilst crossing the road.

The Landlord recognised him as the seducer of his 17 year old daughter, but being of Christian mind and soul had sold the baby to some rich family in America.

Then, this real slimy, lizard like person, eases onto the next seat where Tony was downing triple whiskeys on tick.

'I know you,' his purple tongue slithering around his teeth as his right hand played pocket billiards. Eyes wide with anticipation.

'You are Tony - the man who never dies.'

'I have a suggestion for you, to be a philosopher, you must get ahead. I am willing to offer my services.'

Yawn - hey - Tony, is the coolest man that ever lived or lives. (Depending on my mood.)

Jerking the bar stool from under the unwanted antagonist of sexual desire for him, he swing it high and burys it half way into his head.

The man wasn't stone cold dead because he was still warm.

Tony grabs the rest of the whiskey bottle and gaps it.

Stay tuned as in the next episode, Tony gets recruited by MI 6 to spy on Donald Trump.

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