Let's write a story

A conducter with a baton in his hand looking very confused.just the ticket said the passangers bursting into the song,...where all going on a summers hoilday :whistle: :dry:

Oh no, its cliff.. :woohoo:

Karl wrote:

Oh no, its cliff.. :woohoo:

:laugh: ..it certainly is a cliff-hanger my part of the story :kiss:

Oh thanks said Roger that,s all I need the Peter Pan of pop.Big Edna was too busy making eyes at Cliff to be bothered what Roger was doing,he took himself off to a corner of the carriage and sat sulking.I just hope nobody else starts waving wands around,he had no sooner spoken when.........:ohmy: :huh: :dry: :whistle:

the train pulled into a station, as they all got off a man in a dark suit approched Roger, I have been assigned to you as your bodyguard please follow me, I didn't know you where some bigshot exclaimed big Edna. He is not said the man but with all the magic and the unruly students the school thought he had better have a master of the arts on hand.Drawing Roger to one side Big Edna said :dry:

drawing a sideways look aint that easy...hey but look...michaelangelo, eat yer heart out.......comic relief as they fell about laughing...giving....