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[Mr Grumpy]

Foul looks in the mirror and shakes his head as he wipes the water off his face "strange place this officer's barracks, people running in and out, officers in strange bear hats, inadequate flush rates, not how i expected it at all" then a faint vibration could be felt in his trousers "hell, i must have left my big weapon in my pocket from when i last saw Helga" he has a rummage around, teeth locked in a grimace "ohh i was wrong it was just my cell phone!!"

"Hello who's that..........Hello Dog, how's it hanging, what's that? Steel God on the floor.....sick everywhere.....groaning....talking about baby's arms...is his wife expecting do you know?"

Foul takes a deep breath...........

"What's the problem, sick on your trousers!....no with Steel God, what's HIS problem?... Can you loosen his clothes?........what's that?...he has got a bra and thong on!.....do you think they have stopped the blood flow to his head??.....Ok i am coming over, make sure you put his head between his legs...no i said HIS legs!"

Foul hangs up, "what a first day, it can't get any stranger now...can it"