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Sits quietly in corner behind Japanese screen, hopes no one will laugh at recent cosmetic enhancement...


Puts on large sunglasses and walks to accept kind cup of coffee from Mr MacGabhann. Tries to smile - unable to change facial expression. Wonders if anyone will think I look rejuvinated...

Expresses feelings of sadness and embarassment as Mr Domitianus is escorted from the quiet room by the Administrator and some rather attractive police men for passing urine in a bottle in a public place.


Gushes "It was my civic duty to inform the police".


Dutifully signs witness statement while shedding a tear on attractive police mans shoulder and pointing to evidence (half empty Evian bottle containing straw coloured fluid next to Domitianus' chair).


Thinks to self, "How I love Assam tea with no milk" and is grateful that facial muscles will not allow expression of personal satisfaction on face. "Oh how I would laugh if I could just move my face..."

Points out to assorted policemen over whom DM is swooning (and paying particular attention to most attractive young WPC) that the straw-coloured fluid in Evian bottle could not possibly be mine as a quick dip stick test showed that its originator is pregnant. Glances suspiciously around room to discover possible perpetrators of this wicked frame-up!

Congratulates Domitianus on her impending addition to her family as she is escorted from the quiet room by police. Tucks leaflet on the benefits of breastfeeding into her handbag before tossing it into the back of the police car as she throws her legs about in the manner of Lily Savage in a lap dancing club.


Signs large cheque towards police pension fund.


Pats hands together in the manner of "a job well done".


Trots back into quiet room to buy drinks for all of chums...

* passes Domitianus some Tippex for spelling mistakes *

* reminds him that I need it back as my writing is the worst *

* passes gold star for concise and clever posting on Americans (but glosses over the OTHER thread ;-) )

* Thanks DM for the drink but can I have a lucozade instead? I'm STILL suffering from an over-egged weekend *

*Wanders in with Mrs Dobbin the lactating donkey - DOES ANYBODY OBJECT? I should think not, she has been a member of the Lounge longer than most*


*Waves to DM "Looking lovely tonight DM - gracious in victory - have you fused Batdog - in case of further trouble?"*


*"Hello all - Domitianus, you look lovely in that frock - in the colours of your old college debating team I suspect"*


*Takes a fine brand - squirts in a little donkey milk - interesting*

*Looks sadly around the deserted room*


*An owl hoots quietly in the corner and scratches at crumb of toast*


*A loose corner of the swimming pool cover flaps gently in the wind, disturbing a convocation of dead leaves gathered on the concrete apron*


*A trail of hoofmarks leads out the door surrounded by a constellation of yellowing splashmarks*


*A discarded sombrero gathers dust where it was left behind lonely in the dash to the sun*


*Is this then how it ends?*

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