The Absolutely Awesome August 'Silly Season' Holiday NSD Challenge!

Nargleblast

Is that "cuddling a puddle" or "cuddling a poodle?"

And excuse me, but I think those are MY silver lame hotpants you are not wearing......I could have sworn I chucked them in the charity bin.....

marmiterulesok

Well done to: our star nsder fedup with#21 captured.Your prize on the first page! :j:j

Mountaingirl who has reached her first target,and is about to drop kick the 7 fabulous nsds into the bubbling cauldron.I've awarded you your prize! :j:j

Munchin well done on #12 - only three more get! :j
If you're not sure what to do with your 5 euros,then we need some more loo roll pronto...

Gem-gem yay to #13!Your garden sounds lovely.

Nargle yes, #12 has successfully landed in the cauldron with a big splash,soaking the Booger Off journos.
Igor rushes to their aide,and rips orf his chest wig to mop up the excess....quick thinking Igor.

BigMummaF welcome oh great one!

Just in time to see today's nail biting,swash buckling and bare kneed duel at dusk between our very own Igor Igorovskivovonovitchskivonovitch and arch villain Scroggins!

marmiterulesok

Nargleblast wrote: »

Is that "cuddling a puddle" or "cuddling a poodle?"

And excuse me, but I think those are MY silver lame hotpants you are not wearing......I could have sworn I chucked them in the charity bin.....

Actually it might be both.....
My memory isn't very clear tbh.

I wondered what the funny smell was and assumed it was the voles' perfume.
Would you like them back?

Nargleblast

And talking of which, look what the cat dragged in, all greased-up toupee and orange fake tan.....No, not Igor's Auntie Bathsheba, Bert Scroggins himself!

And the two combatants select their weapons ( bullets substituted for ones full of itching powder, if they only knew..) and stand facing each other.....Mrs Doyle waves the lace doily then drops it to the ground....they turn and march..one, two, three, four.....what's wrong, Hubert? You have this urge to sneeze? Why?

You mean, you put sneezing powder into the bullets? Well, where did you shove the itching powder? No....tell me you didn't.....

Nargleblast

Chef, I really don't have time to explain why Scroggins and Igor are both leaping around, ripping their trousers off and scratching like crazy, I am too busy strangling Hubert.....

marmiterulesok

Honestly Hubert,you are a prize ninny sometimes...

Let's just hope that Cheffie and the Booger Off journos are as understanding as I am.

Stop boys!I think fifty paces is a bit far....come back in again!

Nargleblast

marmiterulesok wrote: »

marmite limps in,looking a tad under the weather,with purple glitter in her hair,smudged eye makeup and with her best silver lame hotpants looking a bit ripped and muddy.One of her Jimmy Choo Spongebobs platforms has lost it's pompoms and she is carrying the remains of one of last years sprouts mini quiches....

Don't blame me,blame the evil voles.They took me on a bender,and I spent the night cuddling a puddle somewhere in saf Lundun.If you think I look bad,you should see the voles.....

Ok,let's get this duel underway.....

marmiterulesok wrote: »

Actually it might be both.....
My memory isn't very clear tbh.

I wondered what the funny smell was and assumed it was the voles' perfume.
Would you like them back?

Nah, not really into voles.....

Nargleblast

Quick! Bring on the scrambled eggs and magic mushrooms!

marmiterulesok

Yes,disaster strikes again.

Cheffie and the journos join in the frantic stratching,howls and ripping of trousers and unmentionnables.

Mrs Doyle - avert your eyes!

I should have seen it coming.

marmiterulesok

Mrs Doyle,eyes averted,comes rushing over with the her tasty fare,trips over the bleary eyed,heavily tattooed voles and sends the food flying....