Stick it in your Bot Bot????

Well last Saturday night we promised Scotty a good night out in London and in true Aussie fashion, completely failed to deliver it by taking him to the Redback... perhaps even less good comes out of a night at this place than at the Walkie.
So we went we drank we danced and a good night was had until they kicked us out at 2am and we retired to Kellie's to continue on drinking. Again, us not being ones to waiver from tradition, things got reasonably messy, about 5am we all decide to call it a night and rather than trek it home I crashed in Kel's room. After this things became quite humorous and very 'mischieeeeevious'
Kel's flatmate Dave (you may remember him a la circus ringmaster moustache) ended up crashing on Kel's bed as we were concerned about his shoulder which he bodged up during a freak handstand incident....

I'm woken at 6am to the sound of Kellie pleading with Dave to get out of her bed so she can go to sleep... unfortunately Dave is practically comatose and not moving an inch. Kel and I both have a go at shifting him which results in Kel getting a punch to the mouth from our friend in the land of nod. So admitting defeat Kel retreats to the sofa.....

For about five seconds, as the next time I look up she is finding ways to decorate him in an attempt to wake him. Unfortunately nothing was waking Dave so Kellie embarked on what can only be described as a torture mission, which was quite simply hilarious. Within 10 minutes Dave had:
- One half of his face totally made up (the other half being buried in the pillow) and you guessed it a ringmaster moustache in permanent marker.
- A set of devil ears on his head and a lightbulb in each hand (Bollywood dance stylee)
- A half eaten chupachup stuck in his ear.
- A condom on each foot, each one stuffed with a hand full of hot pickled chillis.
- The remainder of the jar of hot pickled chillis lovingly rammed inside his jockeys.
- A lone hot pickled chilli stuffed up his nostril.
- Two bananas stuffed down the front of his jeans.
At this point Kel ran out of props and decided to seal the deal by wrapping fairy lights around him and STILL he didn't move!

Until about five minutes later when he started to writhe about moaning and groaning (the oil on those chillis can get mighty hot for those of you who've never attempted to wear them on your person)

Yes it may sound immature and slightly cruel... well thats because it mostly was... but it was funny! Especially when he eventually got up and trudged off to bed leaving a trail of chillis in his wake and still with a chupachup stuck to his back. Even more so when he got up the next day complaining that his balls and botbot were on fire!

Kellie however now sleeps with her door locked at all times.