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Sorry about that darling. I am now officially back in action.

John scoffed at hearing this.
"Well," said Roger to Brian and Kaylee, "are you two going to eat?"
Brian held up a finger, while still kissing Kaylee.
"One minute? I slave over a hot stove and you are telling me one minute?"
"Oh please," said Freddie, "we all know what fun you were having in there. The tourbus isn't that big, you know."
"Exactly, Fred, which is why we all had to watch you practically ravish Michelle," retorted Roger...

"OK," Freddie siad to Michelle. "Would you prefer it if we took this upstairs?"

Michelle nodded, and so they went...

sorry about that Michelle-I had to go somewhere-we can continue now!
"Oh thats nice, I make a nice dinner and everyone doesn't care," Roger said....

It's no trouble, darling!
"I care," said Alexis defensively.
"That's all that matters, then," Roger replied, with a softened expression...

Roger and Alexis kissed. "Oh come on, not this again," John said. "You want dinner John? Then shut up," roger said. John finally backed down. ...

...and sulked in a corner. Why were Brian, Roger and Freddie always the lucky ones? Why, in a recent magazine, someone had said Queen were a three man band!! WHY? he yelled to himself. WWWWWWHHHHHHYYYYYYYY????!!!??

And Roger and Alexis continued to kiss.
And John bitterly ate his meal.
Meanwhile,Kaylee and Brian had stopped making out long enough to get back upstairs...

"Hey Rog, you want play a game of poker or something?" John asked. In between kisses Roger said, 'Uh, cant you see I'm busy!" "Right you're always busy, no time for anyone else," John said. "Oh whats that supposed to mean," Roger asked, angrily...

" You know damn well what it means!" John shot back.
From upstairs, Freddie and Brian both yelled, "Shut the hell up!!!"
"NEVER!" screamed a livid John...

"You're always playing sloppy drums," John remarked.

"My drums are not sloppy!" said Roger. "Are they, Alexis?"

"There's a special name for drummers like you," John stated. "PELICAN HEADS!"

"Look here you bushy haired a**!" Roger got up from where he was sitting. "wait Roger, don't. It's not worth it," Alexis tried to stop Roger. "No hun, im going to kill him!! KILL HIM!!" Roger screamed.

"Call 999," said John. "There's going to be a violent murder here any time now." And he pulled out a gun.