The story so far!
It was dark. The night was St Blaize's feastnight. The tables were - but here Lazlo chortled, whilst contrarily claiming " I never chortle" - groaning under the weight of the various vegetarian substitutes that tasted so dreadfull that Lazlo spat messily and ruined the carpet, attracting the attention of watching, rich and disgusted owners of the world's last great white whale who were hungry and rose as if they were one very fat drunken big Mama doing a lapdance.
The table shook as the bomb exploded which was hidden beneath the can-can in the darkened girl's stage entrance, doing a split.
In the distance there was a howling noise as something entered suddenly and stunned us. We looked for several seconds to make sure everybody was safe before there was quite a surprise as the creature approached one of the waitresses and said "Are you from round these parts or are you an Alien yourself? What does one do to get a smile from an overweight floozie like a tart from the bad side of this ugly town?"
The waitress screamed: "Aaaaaaghhh! I'm being picked out for random transportation to..."
Gosh, I'm hooked, can't wait to see what happens next..!
