Building the Guy

[paradisamods]

[In the lobby this morning there are long tables set up, sort of in the style of build-a-teddy-bear. Except what needs to be constructed aren't bears... There are big shapeless man-size dolls, along with stuffing and various decorations to give the 'doll' a personal twist. On the first table there are the empty cloth men, on the next are various

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[onlyanapple]

[Crowley pauses in his daily Saunter of the lobby to peer at this]

Well, bugger me. I never thought I'd see this here.

[madetothwart]

Isn't it marvellous?

[onlyanapple]

It's definitely...something. So long as we aren't all burned or something.

[madetothwart]

Do lighten up, I thought you liked Bonfire Night.

[onlyanapple]

I do, I just don't trust it here

[madetothwart]

I don't see what can go wrong with a nice little bonfire night.

[onlyanapple]

You do remember where we're living currently, right?

[madetothwart]

Ah... yes, I suppose you have a point.

[onlyanapple]

I always have a point.

[madetothwart]

Well, of course you do, otherwise there'd be no point saying anything, would there?

[He smiled a little, pleased with the pun he had managed to make.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley stares, for a full minute]

Someone, that was terrible.

[madetothwart]

You have no appreciation for good humour.

[onlyanapple]

You don't know good humour, angel.

[madetothwart]

Oh, pish-posh.

[onlyanapple]

See? Right there. No one who knows good humour says 'pish posh'.

[madetothwart]

Now I know you're clutching at straws, what could possibly be wrong with pish-posh?