Yep, my occasional writing pardners, The Slagg Brothers, made the trip up to London to recieve an award from Lycos and Comic Relief. The prize was tickets for the London Eye, a bottle of champagne, and a very nice chrome metal slab, beautifully embossed, that was presented at the Eye.
SlagA, the dumber of the pair, forgot to arrange a place to hook up for the presentation and spent half an hour frantically running up to people who seemed 'important', dropping subtle hints that he was a Slagg. Yeah, right. No surprise there.
SlagA drunk the champagne in the train toilet before anyone noticed he'd slipped away with it. SlagB was so taken with the award that he had it converted with a motorbike chain so that he could always wear it around his neck. We haven't seen him since he went scubadiving on the weekend. The moral of the tale is to keep The Slagg Brothers from free booze and glitzy show biz awards.
No problem there then.
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