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LMAO! OMG THIS IS SOOO MUCH FUN! HEHE :D
Finally, the dog got tired of something chasing him and gave up...
And as Roger brought the van to a screeching halt.. while doing so, Freddie was thrust upon Brian for the second time today.
John said "Well Roger, looks like you saved our asses again... just like the time those skinheads wanted us for dinner"
"No problem, it was kind of fun, the only way it would have been better was in my Jag"
Now it was Freddies turn looking pallid... he matched his what once were white pants... now slightly discolored from what will be forever known as the "Deaky Disaster Blaster".
"Freddie, you know i love ya, but for god sakes, get off me!" exclaimed Brian. And he did exactly what he said he wanted to do in the van... The first thing he did was grab his trusty Red and played it like hes never played it before...
Finally, the dog got tired of something chasing him and gave up...
And as Roger brought the van to a screeching halt.. while doing so, Freddie was thrust upon Brian for the second time today.
John said "Well Roger, looks like you saved our asses again... just like the time those skinheads wanted us for dinner"
"No problem, it was kind of fun, the only way it would have been better was in my Jag"
Now it was Freddies turn looking pallid... he matched his what once were white pants... now slightly discolored from what will be forever known as the "Deaky Disaster Blaster".
"Freddie, you know i love ya, but for god sakes, get off me!" exclaimed Brian. And he did exactly what he said he wanted to do in the van... The first thing he did was grab his trusty Red and played it like hes never played it before...
Okay, now what do I do?
He turned the amp on as loud as it would go. No one seemed to care. Brian started playing so loudly that the van began to vibrate.
Roger announced that he would go and have a look and see if the dog was still around. No one could hear him so he just left.
About a minute later, Brian was getting sick of playing his guitar. He looked around the van and noticed Roger was missing.
"Where's Roger?" He said slightly worried.
Freddie, Brian and John looked around. They could see no sign of him. After a few minutes of searching, they still couldn't see him, so they gave up.
"Well, i'm hungry." Announced Freddie. "I want to go home." Brian and John agreed. They all sat down, waiting for the vehicle to start.
"Uh, can anyone here drive?" Freddie asked Brian and John when it dawned on him that they had no driver. They both shook their heads. "Oh, um... good... because I can!"
This was a complete lie. Freddie had never even sat in a drivers seat before. As he climbed into the drivers seat he thought to himself that it can't be that hard. He started the van and before he knew it, he has reversed it really hard into something solid. He got out of the van to see that he had hit Roger!
Roger announced that he would go and have a look and see if the dog was still around. No one could hear him so he just left.
About a minute later, Brian was getting sick of playing his guitar. He looked around the van and noticed Roger was missing.
"Where's Roger?" He said slightly worried.
Freddie, Brian and John looked around. They could see no sign of him. After a few minutes of searching, they still couldn't see him, so they gave up.
"Well, i'm hungry." Announced Freddie. "I want to go home." Brian and John agreed. They all sat down, waiting for the vehicle to start.
"Uh, can anyone here drive?" Freddie asked Brian and John when it dawned on him that they had no driver. They both shook their heads. "Oh, um... good... because I can!"
This was a complete lie. Freddie had never even sat in a drivers seat before. As he climbed into the drivers seat he thought to himself that it can't be that hard. He started the van and before he knew it, he has reversed it really hard into something solid. He got out of the van to see that he had hit Roger!
"Roger!" screamed Freddie.
"I thought you said you could drive you.. you.. You something very bad!!" screamed John. Roger was unconsious, and not breathing.
"Out of the way, I´ll give him mouth to mouth!" Said Brian loudly but calm, trying to remember the first aid lessons he had, had in the third grade.
Freddie was hyperventilating, and John felt bad about yelling at him. He put his arms around Freddies shoulders, and tried to comfort him.
all for sudden Freddie turns aruond to John.
"Did´nt something like this happen, when we were dealing with Hasselhoff a half year ago?"
"Dont remind me of that guy, I can still taste that horrible sock!" replied John.
Meanwhile, Brian kept breathing into Rogers mouth..
"I thought you said you could drive you.. you.. You something very bad!!" screamed John. Roger was unconsious, and not breathing.
"Out of the way, I´ll give him mouth to mouth!" Said Brian loudly but calm, trying to remember the first aid lessons he had, had in the third grade.
Freddie was hyperventilating, and John felt bad about yelling at him. He put his arms around Freddies shoulders, and tried to comfort him.
all for sudden Freddie turns aruond to John.
"Did´nt something like this happen, when we were dealing with Hasselhoff a half year ago?"
"Dont remind me of that guy, I can still taste that horrible sock!" replied John.
Meanwhile, Brian kept breathing into Rogers mouth..
then, roger regained consousness, "bloody hell! wheres the dog hows my hair! ohh" and passed out again. "well hes back to normal!" freddie said. everyone stared at him, "what? well he is!" then out of the blue, roger began singing pink floyd's comfterably numb. "iiiii have become comfterably numbbbb" he sounded horrable. "i hate pink floyd!" said john. as he pouted. "get the hell over it" screamed brian..........
"We have to get him to the hospital!!" shouted Brian.
Roger layed out cold on the pavement, blood running from his nose and ears. John and Freddie stood there sobbing as Brian picked up the seriously injured Roger.
"Let's get him into the van, and I'll try to drive. We have to be quick if we want him to drum in our next concert!" Instructed Brian
Quietly, John and Freddie got Roger into the van and layed him on the soft, comfy shag carpet that lined the floor of the vehicle. Brian cautiously drove the van about a mile to the nearest Hospital.
"Help me carry him, John. JOHN??!!" Yelled Brian
John passed out cold on the concrete as soon as he saw Roger's pale face and blood-stained clothes.
"I don't feel to good." Freddie said quetly.
"I know, but you're going to have to help me." Said Brian in a soothing tone.
Freddie got an ER nurse to help with Roger, while Brian picked up John....
This is getting good.
Roger layed out cold on the pavement, blood running from his nose and ears. John and Freddie stood there sobbing as Brian picked up the seriously injured Roger.
"Let's get him into the van, and I'll try to drive. We have to be quick if we want him to drum in our next concert!" Instructed Brian
Quietly, John and Freddie got Roger into the van and layed him on the soft, comfy shag carpet that lined the floor of the vehicle. Brian cautiously drove the van about a mile to the nearest Hospital.
"Help me carry him, John. JOHN??!!" Yelled Brian
John passed out cold on the concrete as soon as he saw Roger's pale face and blood-stained clothes.
"I don't feel to good." Freddie said quetly.
"I know, but you're going to have to help me." Said Brian in a soothing tone.
Freddie got an ER nurse to help with Roger, while Brian picked up John....
This is getting good.
They all followed Roger to a hospital bed, after having to fill out formulars or about ten mintutes.
"I´ve got a cramp in my hand!" cried John, as they sat around Roger.
"all those stupid formulars!!"
"Shut up John!" said Brian.
Freddie did´nt notice anything. He was crying hard in Rogers bloody hair, saying, the one "I´m sorry" afer the other. He was shivering, and the guilt was tearing him apart...
"I´ve got a cramp in my hand!" cried John, as they sat around Roger.
"all those stupid formulars!!"
"Shut up John!" said Brian.
Freddie did´nt notice anything. He was crying hard in Rogers bloody hair, saying, the one "I´m sorry" afer the other. He was shivering, and the guilt was tearing him apart...
After about an hour the doctors came and took Roger away.
"will he be ok?" asked John
the doctor looked at John. "he should be ok, we just need to give him some stiches and a clean up and he'll be as good as new"
Brian sat next to Freddie and put his arm around him. John sat down and buried his head in his hands.
"I HATE cars, and minibuses!" Freddie said all of a sudden. He jumped up and screamed at the top of his voice "I HATE CARS!!!!!" Brian and Roger went bright red and tried to calm Freddie down.
"NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! I WILL NOT SIT DOWN!" he swung round and accendently hit John in the face. John fell to the floor and started snoring.
"will he be ok?" asked John
the doctor looked at John. "he should be ok, we just need to give him some stiches and a clean up and he'll be as good as new"
Brian sat next to Freddie and put his arm around him. John sat down and buried his head in his hands.
"I HATE cars, and minibuses!" Freddie said all of a sudden. He jumped up and screamed at the top of his voice "I HATE CARS!!!!!" Brian and Roger went bright red and tried to calm Freddie down.
"NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN! I WILL NOT SIT DOWN!" he swung round and accendently hit John in the face. John fell to the floor and started snoring.
Whoa!
"John, JOHN!!?? Wake up! Oh, Freddie look what you've done." yelled Brian.
Freddie turned bright red and started shaking. he couldn't believe what was happening. First he ran over Roger, now he's knocked out John, and got into a fight with Brian.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry." Freddie said as he collapsed into a chair and started crying.
"DOCTOR!! HELP US!! We've got another man down in the waiting room!" screamed a nurse.
"Ugh.. Brian???? Freddie??? Oh my head! Where am I? Where's Brian, Freddie and Roger? Oh!!!" moaned John.
"I'm right here John! Stay awake! I want to see your eyes." Pleaded Brian only to have John pass out on him again
Freddie could not believe what was unfolding infront of his eyes....
Freddie turned bright red and started shaking. he couldn't believe what was happening. First he ran over Roger, now he's knocked out John, and got into a fight with Brian.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry." Freddie said as he collapsed into a chair and started crying.
"DOCTOR!! HELP US!! We've got another man down in the waiting room!" screamed a nurse.
"Ugh.. Brian???? Freddie??? Oh my head! Where am I? Where's Brian, Freddie and Roger? Oh!!!" moaned John.
"I'm right here John! Stay awake! I want to see your eyes." Pleaded Brian only to have John pass out on him again
Freddie could not believe what was unfolding infront of his eyes....
next roger desided to call a nurse. maybe she'd be hot in freddies opinion so he might calm down to impress her. "nurse, could you come in here?!" roger cried furiously. "yes, dear." he was the hotest mamma who ever crossed freddies path and he said "nurse," he looked at her name tag "wanda, darling i think that our dear friend roger would like a glass of water could you get him one please?" she nodded, un imressed not even caring what he called her. "why the hell did you do that?" freddie yelled
Brian and Freddie stopped and looked at each other.
"foolish blokes are we?" Freddie said.
Just as Brian and Freddie were about to gang up on the doctor the doors to the theater room.
"AGHRRR DONT LET THE MAD-MAN GET ME!!!! HE'S GOING TO TOUCH MY HAIR!!!!" Roger came running out in a nighty. Freddie and Brian looked at one another again and next thing he knew, Freddie was knocked over backwards
"YOU STUPID A**HOLE YOU TRIED TO KILL MEEEEE!!!! LET THIS TEACH YOU A LESSON FOR SAYIN' YOU CAN DRIVE!!!!!"...
"foolish blokes are we?" Freddie said.
Just as Brian and Freddie were about to gang up on the doctor the doors to the theater room.
"AGHRRR DONT LET THE MAD-MAN GET ME!!!! HE'S GOING TO TOUCH MY HAIR!!!!" Roger came running out in a nighty. Freddie and Brian looked at one another again and next thing he knew, Freddie was knocked over backwards
"YOU STUPID A**HOLE YOU TRIED TO KILL MEEEEE!!!! LET THIS TEACH YOU A LESSON FOR SAYIN' YOU CAN DRIVE!!!!!"...
damm, beaten AGEN
"Roger, Why in the hell did you do that??!! Can't you see that John is passed out in my arms. We need help!" Yelled Brian, very irratated.
"I thought he was going to cut off my hair!!" Said Roger
"What has happened to you? Have you gone mad after your accident?" said an irratated Brian
Meanwhile, John was floating in and out of conscienceness. He was not well at all.
"Oh my head. I'm spinning in circles. Help me Brian!!" moaned John as he slipped back into Dram land....
"I thought he was going to cut off my hair!!" Said Roger
"What has happened to you? Have you gone mad after your accident?" said an irratated Brian
Meanwhile, John was floating in and out of conscienceness. He was not well at all.
"Oh my head. I'm spinning in circles. Help me Brian!!" moaned John as he slipped back into Dram land....