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Originally posted by Memnoch:
Memnoch smacks Wolfie in the back of the head with his sparklebeer straw as he snatches the remote away. Putting it in his pocket, he picks up the TV and hauls it to the corner, glaring fiercely and swinging wildly at anyone who looks at him.
"Away with you!"
Once he has secured the corner he looks at the screen - India 1/202, Laxman has just made his half century in 54 balls, 10 of those being boundaries. His morose expression returns 
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Memsy! Don't you smack my Wolf-friend! (thumps the half-dressed genie on the shoulder with the back of her hand) Just because your crickets aren't chirping up to par, is no reason to be churlish, dear!
Now do give me that revolting beverage, it's way past it's 'drink date'. There's a good namer...yes, just hand it over and nobody gets hurt...come on, give Stormy the bad drink..(holds her hands out, imploring sweetly). Look! I have a nice fresh glass of the sparklybrew! Here, you go...(still waits for the old one to be relinquished)
Gee, anyone else notice his sash is stuck under the tv?
StormQueen
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Storm-Queen
Purple Rose of the Black Knight