So I thought I'd offer you this little delight. link
I reckon Brian and Freddie are saying to Roger
"Give us that. You've been told before about stealing ashtrays"
Roger replies
"Send John in to take it back. No-one will notice him anyway"
Nicki
Freddie: What? You're wearing the same pants as me? One of us'll have to change....*silence* Sigh. Unzip me.
Roger: But those pants don't have zip-..oh...
RT: Brian, I'm sorry. I broke your hairdryer.
BM: That's just not good enough, Roger.
FM: Indeed not Brian darling.
JD: I wonder if they'd notice if I went back to that strip club tonight...
TOFBRA has a caption thingy going... link
I dunnoo... I suppose it might be updated after the next ep of Big Bummer, if it gets more response.
-Amethyst
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Freddie: Okay, so how are we going to pose for this picture? I'm thinking...cheerleader pose...probably a pyrampid would look good. Guys?
Brian: *silence*
Roger: *sedated* I'm up for it!
John: I wonder if I could make it to the airport if I ran.
Roger: "Well Fred-o, I think I've about had it with the flamboyant act."
Brian: "Yeah, I'm with the dwarf on this one Freddie, You are too 'camp'."
Freddie: "Ah, I see... Well that's what the moustache is for! To make me look... *ahem* 'butch'."
John: "OOOOOH!!!!! BUMPER CARS!!! ME WANT RIDEY! ME WANT RIDEY!!!!!!!
Freddie: "Hey! We're having a SERIOUS conversation about the future of the band here John, And there is NO time for you and your pansy-ass obsession with bumper cars! NO, YOU MAY NOT 'RIDEY'!
John: *throws temper tantrum, trows Freddie off the ledge*
"Now... RIDEY BUMPER CAAARS!!!!"
*kills the rest of the band and goes off to the bumper cars*
FM & BM "Roger where did you get that gaylord jumper? Who do you think you are Don Johnson?"
RT "Erm...well"
JD "Minted! Nobody's noticed my C&A special shirt. Result!"
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Freddie to Roger: "Did you just touch my ass?"
Brian to Roger: "I told you he'd blame you"
John humming to himself: ...I'm leavin' on a jet plane.......
RT: What the fuck is that?
BM: I think it's exactly what you think it is.
FM: JOHN! I thought we told you, dear! No sex with lap dancers outside of your own hotel room! No one else wants to see the evidence!
JD: Kill me. Now.
****
Oh dear, that wasn't like me at all. I think I've been corrupted.
