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Post by catdishy on Aug 29, 2007 17:32:01 GMT
play anything you want....where's my bongo?...where's my Eric Clapton tape...what's for lunch , Mom?"
"Rufus, Caspar...just stop it...you're not running anywhere...I"m serious...I'm concerned about you two...I worry about the pair of you...out there on your own, you'll just get into anything your little brains tell you at the moment....no, there's something I want you to be able to do...."
"Ma.... forget it...I can't think, I can't listen when I'm starving".
"Rufus, put down that........."
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Aug 31, 2007 12:14:19 GMT
....mascara brush this instant - I'm sick of trying to wash it out of your pillow-cases. No, I've made up my mind - the pair of you need to be separated, you just make each other behave badly. Caspar, you can join your band. As for you, young Rufus, there'll be no more make-up and hair dye, I'm sending you to....
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Post by catdishy on Aug 31, 2007 16:27:54 GMT
soccer camp... learn some discipline and have something to think about besides eyeshadow...they'll feed you really welll and you'll have a gang to hang out with ...."
"Yeh, and drink and party with all night long and pick up ..........."
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Sept 1, 2007 10:04:58 GMT
"Oh, no - I don't think so, young man. And there'll be none of that sneaking off to pilfer sweets from the local shop. No, you'll be early to bed, early to rise, lots of fresh air and exercise. I'm sending you there for six months. That should be long enough to make you mend your wild ways"
For a few moments, Rufus was speechless. "But...but...." he spluttered, "that means I'll have to miss my.....
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Post by catdishy on Sept 1, 2007 18:38:57 GMT
" ..never mind, Rufus,pet....whatever it is, you'll be having such a blast with your soccermates, you'll never give it a thought....you'll be doing new things you've only wondered about and never thought of doing, yourself..."
"yeh, mum, think about it...I've never blinking thought about it, cause its bleeping bollocks...why can't you send me somewhere where ...."
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Sept 2, 2007 14:00:06 GMT
.....I can eat as much as I want - I know! Send me to chef school, then I can make cakes and buns and sausage rolls and more cakes.....Ooh, it'll be great!"
"Ohhh...." sighed Mrs Sewell, " you are such a drama queen! That's it! I'm sending you to acting school! Now, where did I leave that brochure for....?"
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Post by catdishy on Sept 2, 2007 17:12:32 GMT
!Hah!! Drama school! yeh, you'd fit in there alright with all those other ........wha!". Caspar looked stunned and hurt as Rufus stomped on his instep,yet again....
"Boys, boys.... break it up now....Caspar, go practice your scales....Rufus, Silence of the Lambs is on the tele, go watch a bit while I find that brochure....
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Sept 3, 2007 11:20:31 GMT
....oh, no!" she exclaimed as she opened the front page, "it says here you have to be 18 to start, and you're only 15."
"Great!" grinned Rufus. "That gives me time to practice my Anthony Hopkins impersonation. Mum, can we have some f-f-f-f-fava beans for lunch? They sound organic, and I know you want me to...
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Post by catdishy on Sept 3, 2007 17:16:17 GMT
g-g-g-grow up to be a b-b-b-big strong m-m-m-man....and g-g-g-....."
"G-g-g-get real, you -m-m-moron...spaketh brother Caspar, fondly cuffing young Rufus on the ear, while holding him in a half nelson .
THeir mum, standing with her hands on her hips, eyed them for a second, then, beaming ......
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Sept 3, 2007 23:20:48 GMT
...said, "Well, if I can't send you anywhere, I'M going away - a few months in that Himalayan retreat will do me a world of good. I can concentrate on my painting without you two...
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Post by catdishy on Sept 4, 2007 16:07:52 GMT
Yeh, good on ya, ma, go for it!...but wait, who'll cook.....oh no, the last time you left Caspar in charge of cooking, remember you said you'd never do that again....
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Sept 4, 2007 19:20:14 GMT
....all he gave me was baked beans on toast day after day, after day."
"Don't worry, bruv," laughed Caspar, "I'll make spaghetti hopps this time! At least you won't be f**ting all the time!"
"You try it" said Rufus, "and I'll tell Mum what you bought with the rest of the money she gave you for our food!"
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Post by catdishy on Sept 5, 2007 21:46:55 GMT
"Ah, take it easy...c'mon, tell me what you'd like me to cook ......"
"Boys, how about if I get a friend to come and stay while I'm in the Himalayas..she could cook for you..."
"How about if I get a friend to come and stay.....
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Post by sandhexe on Sept 5, 2007 22:28:28 GMT
"we better forget this great idea", said she with a little sarcasm in her voice, "I will call my best friend Terry if she will be able to stay with you two for the time I will be away"
"Oh, no, Mom", Rufus looks at his mother with this expression in the eyes that normally no one can resist him, "not THIS old frigid aunt please.... she won't let us do NOTHING." "No, Mom, you can't do that to us", insisted Caspar as well.
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Sept 6, 2007 12:07:21 GMT
"Why not? She's looked after you before".
"Yeah", said Caspar, seeing his brother smirking out of the corner of his eye, " and you know what Rufus did while she was here! She wasn't very happy when he put that....
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