Fill-In-The-Blank Game!

[DavidFirth]

(Just for the record - I am not obese! )

 

[mama2one]

(Just for the record - I am not obese! )

you probably rarely even eat ribs!
who knows why these characters have developed?

I have added in truth as do remember the kookaburra song from school and I can't sing, lol

 

[Sam91]

(Just for the record - I am not obese! )

But Captain @DavidFirth is getting there! (I'm not a taxidermist and Doctor Sphinx isn't really 3000 years old or that bright)

 

[DavidFirth]

you probably rarely even eat ribs!
who knows why these characters have developed?

I have added in truth as do remember the kookaburra song from school and I can't sing, lol

Oh, I do love pork ribs, though.

 

[Sam91]

Hearing that order @Sam91 whipped up some reaper style ribs

The brooding, grumpy @Doctor.Sphinx scowled at his trusty sidekick's attempt at sucking up to the greedy Captain.

 

[DavidFirth]

And the captain ate and ate and ate and...

 

[Sam91]

Was stuck running to the toilet all evening.

 

[DavidFirth]

While Sam was fetching him toilet paper all evening.

 

[Sam91]

Eww, and saving the empty tubes for her pet hamster.

 

[DavidFirth]

Don't forget to save some for @gerbilwoman 's gerbils.

 

[Sam91]

@Sam91 decided that is would be better to 'love thy neighbour' and share her rolls with @gerbilwoman

She also intended to cook some more spicy ribs for Captain @DavidFirth once she returned from the pharmacy with cream for his oversized piles. (Haemerroids). The brave captain had decided that he was going to shed the few pounds he had put on- the manly way. Eating spicy food to purge the body and just suffer the discomfort in silence. @Sam91 ,who seemed to lack common sense when gory things were afoot, thought this was a fantastic idea and would do her best to support her brother in this feat!

 

[Doctor.Sphinx]

Meanwhile, Doctor Sphinx, forgotten about in his closet where the others had left him after his glorious football victory against the somewhat-obese-but-still-in-denial Captain Firth, continued scowling about his estwhile-trusty sidekick's thoughtless comments about his intelligence - or more specifically, lack thereof.

'Youngsters these days,' he thought to himself glumly, 'just have no respect for their elders. And it seems to worsen with age. And I should know - I'm 3000 years plus.'

After he had talked his problems over with the only one who cared, Doctor Sphinx started to feel better. To celebrate, he left his closet, and went and stole some of the spicy ribs that @Sam91 had cooked for the fearless Captain. 'That will show them both,' he thought to himself, once again.

He figured it wasn't really stealing, as although they were @DavidFirth's ribs, before that, they belonged to Sam91, who actually had been his somewhat-rebellious sidekick, and so in a way, they were also his spicy ribs. However, when he glanced that Sam had left her guillotine-of-righteousness leaning against a portal nearby, decided against the risk of causing any further offense - with his left hand, naturally.

'Ah, hullo there, Doctor Sphinx' called out a familiar voice. The good doctor almost jumped out of his skin, and tried to wipe away any evidence of the ill-gotten ribs from his mouth.

'Oh, hello there. If it isn't my favourite, gore-loving taxidermist...'

 

[Sam91]

'Are you feeling any better Sphinxy? I'm sorry for the effects of the surgery.' Barely able to look at him, she continued...

'You know if you were to cut off the hand that offends you, you won't steal anymore. Muslims do that all the time You will also be right handed again. However, I noticed that you wiped your imaginary spectacles with your right hand... there is still hope that this is a temporary anomaly.' With that she smiled and was able to meet his eyes once more.

'I have turned over a new leaf by the way. I'm going to be super helpful from now on. Would you like some less spicy ribs?

'Oh and I have ordered via catalogue the 'yarmulke of dexterity' for my infamous sidekick. That'll make you less clumsy again. I just don't know how I'm going to pay for it. Do you think @LaSorcia would help?'

 

[Doctor.Sphinx]

Doctor Sphinx nodded confusedly for a moment, before realising his generous sidekick's good intentions did not match her wits this day. 'Probably it's too early in the morning,' he thought. 'That's why she's even speaking positively about those barbaric Muslim remedies. And to think I'd been so worried about the orbital exenteration tool. Poor, poor innocent @Sam91... One day, I will have to educate my side-kick. But not while she is offering to cook up some more ribs.'

Aloud he answered, 'That's very kind of you, Sam91. But...' He lowered his voice to a whisper 'I don't think the @GreenWizard will fit into a yarmulke.'

'You don't mean...' Sam began, befuddled herself for a moment.

The good Doctor nodded. 'Yes. And besides, even if his head was properly sized, how would your little leprechaun donning the yarmulke of dexterity help me?'

'Oh no. You misunderstood me. When I said sidekick...' Sam faltered, but before she could finish, @LaSorcia entered the scene.

As usual, LaSorcia was sipping at a cup of tea, her right hand delicately holding the cup and her pinky upraised, to differentiate her from the commoners. Today, she wore a gown made with golden thread - not gold-coloured thread, but thread actually made from gold - interlaced with more diamonds than might be found in one of the smaller African mines.

'Did someone mention he needed some money?' LaSorcia asked, looking directly at the doctor.

'Well, now that you mention it, yes,' answered the doctor apologetically. 'It seems our good friend here is wanting to "turn over a new leaf" and be "super helpful from now on". She even offered me some less spicy ribs!'

LaSorcia let out a gasp. 'Sam91! I was shocked to learn of your sinister ways, but now this?'

Doctor Sphinx interrupted. 'LaSorcia is right, Sam. How much do we have to bribe you to keep the old Sam?'

 

[Sam91]

'You mean I am free to operate again and see if I can re-reverse the polarity in the brain and restore your lateral balance?' She asked excitedly. The thought of further 'researchative' surgery, without the dread of criminal investigations restoring her spark and zest for life.

The splendidly attired @LaSorcia ...

 

[Doctor.Sphinx]

spilled several diamonds from her cup of tea, on seeing the Doctor's nodding.

'Doctor, don't you realise what this taxidermist has already done to you in the name of science?' @LaSorcia asked, briefly putting her upper-class charade into her ivory crafted locker for the moment.

'You drink diamonds?' exclaimed Doctor Sphinx bewildered.

'Generally only the smaller ones,' @LaSorcia confessed. 'But only by accident. They are embedded in my tea-cup, but sometimes, do find their way inside it.'

'It's all in the name of science, @LaSorcia.' Doctor Sphinx switched back to the first conversation. 'But I have already been perfected.' The good doctor demonstrated the fine motor skills of his left hand by using it to don his yarmulke of dexterity.

'Although I know you did have this yarmulke picked out for your side-kick,' the doctor apologised to @Sam91. 'But...' he whispered again as he looked at the @GreenWizard 'I just don't think he's cut out for it.'

'But what about your toes?' asked LaSorcia, cutting back to the previous conversation. 'She was going to put them in her museum.'

'But I now have the twinkliest toes on the crew,' explained Doctor Sphinx proudly. 'The fat captain can't even keep up with me when we play football anymore.'

'But what about your eyes?' asked LaSorcia. 'She had that gruesome machine to...'

'All taken care of,' explained Doctor Sphinx proudly. 'I... uh... fixed her machine myself.'

'But what about your teeth?' asked LaSorcia.

'Look, LaSorcia, you're not Red-Riding Hood, and I'm not the Big Bad Wolf pretending to be Grandma,' explained Doctor Sphinx impatiently. 'It's all going to be alright. Sam91 is an expert surgeon, a moralistic crusader and a scientist. Sure, she has her quirks, but don't we all...' He waved at LaSorcia with the fingers of his left hand, as if to demonstrate.

The increasingly-obese-but-yet-in-denial @DavidFirth was still bellowing something about ribs. Doctor Sphinx, in an uncharacteristic act, released the brakes of his wheelchair and pushed him down the ramp into the pool...

 

[Sam91]

@Sam91 was too startled to notice what @Doctor.Sphinx had done to the greedy Captain.

'Wow, that is the nicest thing anyone has said about me!' She exclaimed.

'I do not think we should do another procedure. I think I like you better the way you are now. Plus, this yarmulke has solved you lack of co-ordination.' She hugged the doctor to his disgust... he'll need to bathe in bleach now, he couldn't trust her to keep away from the 'contagious' leprechaun.

'Although Sphinxy, @DavidFirth seems to be a good candidate for surgery. Which method should we use'

Just then she became aware of the spluttering of the sodden David...

 

[Doctor.Sphinx]

'Save him! Oh please, Sam91, please save our fearless Captain,' pleaded Doctor Sphinx, somewhat pathetically. 'I think you should do something about his weight, first. If you could just solve the problem of his weight, perhaps he would stop lazing around in the wheelchair all day, asking other people to bake him some ribs'.

'Do you think I ought to do something in the more immediate term?' @Sam91 asked. 'He does seem to be struggling, trying to breathe that water.'

@DavidFirth, still strapped to his wheelchair, continued to splutter as he dog-paddled, trying to keep his face above water. @LaSorcia flicked some of her low-valued gemstones in the direction of the Captain's burbling face with her well-exercised pinky. She could be quite generous, when she wanted to be.

'I'm not sure, Sam91,' replied the good doctor. 'I don't think he'll ever be able to wear a yarmulke as you can. He just doesn't have the correct head shape.'

'Oh, I was meaning should we do something more along the lines of improving his lungs,' Sam explained.

'It's possible,' agreed the doctor. 'I had been thinking perhaps the Captain's looks could be improved. Perhaps you could do something along similar lines to those mermaids we saw earlier? Give him a fish's head and body, to improve his looks and underwater breathing? He can keep his legs, else how will he play football with me?'

 

[Sam91]

@Dirk1540 , @CtC and @GreenWizard went rushing into the pool. @CtC grabbed @DavidFirth's left arm, Dirk his right and @GreenWizard stole the wheelchair. He ran and jumped onto the seat, pretending to be surfing right into the path of an incoming wave/waiter.

'Uh oh' exclaimed @joyshirley. 'It looks like we will be thrown out soon. Something always happens' Giving the relatively-good-doc a hard stare. He nearly always precipitates the mayhem somehow.

@christine40 ran over with clean towels as the @DavidFirth was being pulled out of the water by the aforementioned heroic duo. @*LILAC busied herself by going up to the mens' room to get David some dry clothes.

'Dr S, I was kind of hoping to cauterise the nerves that send a signal to the brain that the tummy wasn't satisfied. Or we could remove his vocal chords. Are you all set for being my surgical nurse?' Winking at her sidekick.

 

[Doctor.Sphinx]

The @GreenWizard returned the wink from the stolen wheelchair. Ever ready to do his mistress' bidding, the little leprechaun donned the yarmulke of helpful-guide-to-nursing-for-the-surprisingly-inept-leprechaun. The yarmulke didn't fit, of course, as Doctor Sphinx had warned, and flopped around the leprechaun's face, obscuring his vision, as if it were a deformed fungus trying to evolve. Doctor Sphinx scowled on jealously.

While @Sam91 went about her work of saving the good Captain's life by the removal of his potentially dangerous and almost-certainly annoying vocal chords, @joyshirley solemnly read out the charges against the good doctor.

'You know, Doctor Sphinx, mutiny and attempted murder are serious charges,' she explained.

'I wasn't trying to kill the Captain!' exclaimed the doctor. 'I just was trying
to.... quieten him down for a little while....'

@Dirk1540, never one for long, drawn-out, bureaucratic processes, exclaimed 'I think it's time for the doctor to walk the plank...'

@LaSorcia tried to conceal the beginnings of a smile appearing on her face, and @*LILAC wiped away a tear of joy.