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| An ear-y silence... |
| Written by Administrator | |
| Wednesday, 23 August 2006 | |
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The afterwrath! Yes, it’s the morning after the night before, and as the boys wake up wincing with vague memories of their madness, Brendan stalks over to Lee’s bed and stretches out a hand.
But as lil’ Lee stirs fondling his throbbing ear lobe, he turns down the poised paw and puffs out his chest from the safety of his pillow!
“I’m not having it again man, it just feels like any excuse you’ve got you lay it on real thick,” he croaks. “Dude whatever the situation I’m not going to go into it today,” Brendan bawls, storming off back down to his bed. “I’m going to say to you, listen let’s shake hands.” “I just don’t want you doing it again,” Lee moans, lovingly caressing the inflated lobe. And after an awkward handshake and few grunts of apology…both boys ended up in the Beach Hut mouthing off all over again! “To be honest I’ve had enough,” Brendan growled, seething with anger. “Anybody that hits you - it goes beyond reconciliation unless it’s one of your best mates… “So much has happened between him and myself I actually don’t really care any more.” “My ear is f**king killing,” Lee whimpered later on. And it does look like a shiner! “I kind of feel for Lee because his ear is aching,” a bleary-eyed Chris cooed in the Beach Hut shortly afterwards. “It’s pretty purple and it looks like blood was drawn. Yeah man it was like damn, he hit him harder than we thought.” Do you think Lee deserved a good lamping? Source |
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