Bonfirittens (THE AFTERMATH)

[Pumaman]

Heh scotch, sounds like you had a day full of good luck there; sorry you couldn't make it in the end. See you next AGS meet!

[Sam.]

Good Lord! You weren't at Bonfirittens? Well fool on you!

However, don't fear! I am here to provide you with a summary of gargantuan excitement if not proportion. Unfortunatley, I can't speak for everyone elses journey to the candyland of the North, except to offer my condolences to Scotch who was tarred with the brush of misfortune, whils AgA whispered in the bus driver's ear to floor it away from the poor waif gesticulating at the Bus.

My Journey to sunderland went most smoothly and, aside from the jolly northerners taking offence at my hair and putting things in it, without incident. I arrived in sunderland for about 4 o clock, and went straight to the nearest pub, being 500 meters from the station (note that for later.) Met shortly By Davy who had missed his bus, i had already had a pint in me. Once davy had equaled the pint count, we set off to Chateau Malay. Met at the door by a jolly teve, we entered and began the waiting game. The hours drew short, and berian arrived, full of tales of daring do, he told us of Scotch's near miss with the transport system and we all fekt moist sympathetic. Any feelings of sympathy were soon washed away by Carling, and jollity was had. Spleen still hadnt arrived but we werent worried, he wasnt due till the morning anyway.

The morning came and went, Spleen hadnt arrived when suddenly we got a call, “Lor love a duck, I'm 'ere, up the apples and pears” So we sent him to the NEAREST pub (remember?).We arrived in town in a multi story car park, and attempted to leave, but became trapped in a labyrinth of endless white corridors with no doors that would open. Struck by bravery, steve broke us out through a fire exit and we continued on our quest to the nearest pub to the station. But thats not where spleen went, he went to the furthest away pub, a pub filled with horror and gore. The music was being played backwards and the urinals had blood dripping from them, some said it was leftover halloween decorations.


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The Pub also boasted for a distintly gay atmosphere and a pool table, both of which we indulged in wholeheartedly, with AGA trouncing everyone even left handed.


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We left this pub with a hankering for some food, and began the wander to the Wetherspoons where i had begun my adventures, but on the way we saw this novelty building


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Of course we had to go in, and sent spleen as our advance party, however, when 10 minutes later he hadnt arrived back, we became worried and ventured inside. Out of nowhere appeare a woman, who asked us who we were and what we were doing, we described our predicament and she explained to us he was taking a stress test. I laughed. “What's funny? Why is that funny?” shot the woman, “It's just another thing in a surreal day” I replied “Surreal? Why is this surreal?” a difficult question to answer in any circumstances.

Once we managed to prise spleen and his thetans away from the scary scientologists, we were on the move again, to wetherspoons! We ate a hearty meal and filled in the quotefile, much to the consternation of the bartender, who thought our references to the gay pub belonged to his establishment. Alas no. Berian notices out of the window, some men dressed as policement with a pan filled with fire, gathering around drains. What could they be doing? Spleen found out, they were sealing the drains in advance of the memorial parades so no terrorists could strike, lucky for us we were neither terrorists or drains, so they left us alone.

Returning home, we settle in for the night, order chinese food and sleep, for the record, berian went to sleep at 7.30 pm. Because he is a child.We awoke in the morning to the jolly tones of a scots hero, the infamous Andrew, who joined us for our adventures around town that day during which we wandered around town and ate another decent meal and played pool, in which Andrew beat berian, and found collectible sugar sachets, each with their own unique code and personality. We returned to the Mansion, just in time to greet a modern hero, CJ himself who added to our adventures with glee. He teased the cat and made many hilarious remarks, before swiftly getting drunk on two cans of beer.


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We ventured across the green to see a bonfire, but got chased away by angry kids with no future, who spleen argued and then told us all how he would have had them for the rest of the night, we live in fear.

Bedtime was early as we all had travel plans in the morning. When i awoke, it was almost time to leave, and me and berian gathered our things to travel to the station, as we were leaving at similar times. CJ kindly offered to take us to the station, and after a couple of loops on the ring road, we arrived in the station, we got the metro and parted ways at the station. My train was delayed and i stood alone on the platform, until a  hand taps me on the shoulder! Spleen! Who had missed his train earlier, we travelled together as far as peterborough whence we parted ways.

Thus ends my account. Here are some quotes:

"What are you doing, Pan-Men?" - Zoot to the marine police
"GHAY pubs with BLOODY you-rinals?" - disgusted sounding barman reading our writings
"He played a cop with an ear-ring." - spleen
"Last time I had four or five... well, it was about fourteen..." - spleen on Newky Brown
"Have you conspired to make Sam touch your arse?" - AGA to Spleen
"And *that's* why cans aren't conical." - Creed
"Your halo betrays you!" - Zoot
"Syphallis Soup!" - Zoot
"The goverment should make people fat in case they're involved in a marine accident." - CJ.
“If you deviate from custard, what is it?" - Spleen
“Blood and custard, it's the same!” - Spleen
"You got toilet paper in America, right?" - Spleen to Grundy, over Skype
"that sofa is a lorry to Andover."
"Shit."
Spleen and AGA
"I don't really care what Chewbacca's mam thinks of pancakes." - Spleen
"Don't worry, It's not the kids, just a drug dealer" - Zoot

[AGA]

For the record, SSH only beat me because I potted the white at the same time as the black

Also, your photos appear to be broken, Sam, they don't show up properly...

Bonfrittens was fun. Just wish I hadn't had a 24-hour (!) round trip to get there and back.

[SSH]

My photos:

	One of the beautiful sights for visitors to Sunderland
	AGA and Davy try to collect every number of sugar packet
	The collection... only 2 missing!
	AGA's maggot pie
	Travel all that way, just to log in to the forums...
	Teh CeeJ arrives, fully of energy
	AGA gets ready to blend in with the locals
	Is that a bonfire or the remains of a burnt out car?
	The bonfirittenites admire the fire
	spleen tells everyone how he could have battered them pesky kids...
	Rolf Harris pays a visit

[Pumaman]

Nice pics!

AGA + hoody + balaclava = thug.

My rather short selection of pics is here:
http://www.adventuregamestudio.co.uk/bonfirittens/index.html

By the way, do I still owe someone money for the curry?

[Sam.]

you didnt pay for the curry?

[AGA]

Nor did I. spleen paid for it.

[Layabout]

What!?! Spleen has hair! Something is not right in the world...