Rebecka Pics (3)

[fish]

...pretty much saying anything...

Bex seems to know a lot of people in jail.

Just sayin' is all.

[Ian]

And they all came up to her saying "I'm your number one fan!" too.

[fish]

This is just a test.
I'm still a long way from sorting this mess out yet, but I hope to see you all soon.

Bex is sick of waiting too by the looks of it.

[Ian]

The tea's getting cold.

[fish]

The tea's getting cold.

Fish and his accomplice are about to make a break for it.




A large number of hours shared with a big ugly computer tech last night and I'm now even more confused than ever.
Bex and Sherdil have agreed to help me run away.
If they're not reliable I'll probably be back here tomorrow, or whenever.

[Ian]

I don't know how you manage it. Where do you get your tech from, Crap R Us?

[fish]

I don't know how you manage it...

I thought Ian would be very familiar with the "Crap R Us" service ethos.

...I'll probably be back here tomorrow, or whenever...

How can she smile when she's failed me so badly?

[Ian]

I'm the manager.

[fish]

Ian's the manager of "Crap R Us".
Well that explains a lot.

[Ian]

We guarantee our products live up to our motto.

[fish]

...our motto...

So where were you yesterday?
Or was that me who was missing?

Bex seems concerned about our mental health.

[Ian]

She's not the only one.

[fish]

I guess it's a bit more obvious with some though.

[Ian]

At least there's no straitjacket in sight.

[fish]

At least there's no straitjacket in sight.

No! She's loaned that to me these days.
She knows who needs it more.


Bex: "Stop talking Fish"
Fish: "Yes dear. Of course dear."