Sounds good to me........

Hardie's Limbic system was furiously sending alarm signals through out his mind and body........ He was trembling so much that his teeth were clattering like a train running over uneven tracks...

The evildecrep had often caused peoples teeth to fall out in the sheer terror of his name being spoken........

The cat, bored of sitting on EvilDecrep's lap, stretched out its long, sharp, diturbingly powerful claws and grabbed the smalllest lump of flesh it could find.
"Mwaaaaaaa" said.....

....... While adjusting to his new limp, hardman stumbled onto the half-arsed idea that the Evildecrep had a weakness........

Jauntily in walks Decrep, "how're the bots Hardie mate?" Says s decrep. Hmm nice slippers, have they got an infinite improbability drive like mine???
You don't seem to be sitting very comfortably, what's wrong with your bum???

........hardie plotted to have a block of unshaped closed cell foam lying atop some 20th century shaping racks......... It was known that the evildecrep came from a line of ancient surfboard shapers, and that genetically he could not resist the temptation.......

I'm gonna get him i'm gonna get him and slowly but surely hardie drew out a F**K i forgot it........dull hardie had forgotton the serum that would make de'crep handover all his power......

Just then Grumples arrived with a cake his wife had made and elmo turned up with some slag he had met in a brothel the night before......G'day HArdie they said in unison

Grumps intriegues by the shed thought he'd go in and have a look, expecting to find porn, was shocked to see Antiques roadshow on and De'crep fast asleep on a comfy chair

Hmmmmmmm What sinister evil is going on here said Grumps his curiosity aroused as much as elmo who was now in full flow of a lewd act on the front lawn.

Just then Nebbian arrived,,,,, bloody busy at Hardies place and Nebbian brought with him some pickles and some salami.

As nebbian walked in he noticed Elmo and stopped to just have a quick look at a lewd act.....it had been some time since he had seen a position quite like that....disgusted he moved on pickles in hand

Grumps' ego was smashed, surely no one would think he would spread nasty rumours, must the infinite improbability affecting the ancient mind.

Could it be a hangover of the sudoko ???? we'll never know.

Grumps looked back and also noticed elmo, how the hell do you get into that position he thought.

Too late he notice Nebbian, whats he doing to Hardie with that Pickle???

........ meanwhile in the forest hardie was plotting his next move...... when he thought he noticed the erotic shape a a Silariun Tree Crab Claw........ Could it be?.......... Yes the shape was unmistakable........ The Limbic System went into overdrive........Testosterone began flowing like niagra through his veins........ His body was recalling his blood to more vital parts, the burning sensation was like a white hot supanova....... He knew what he had to do............His pants were down around his ankles........and then Elmo and Grumps turned up "What the **** are you doing Hardie?" ...........Hardie crumbled into shame as he tried explain his precarious position....... "Oh it's ritual witches spell from the 17th century where you have to drop your dacks and um..." Elmo and Grumples had spontaneously walked away in shame, that there superhero friend was really just a commom forest vvanker.... Oh the shame........

For as we all know, the nebbian collective doesn't exist inside one body, but several, all at once. Nevertheless the meld was astonished to realise that PR's typing speed was a shade shy of 40 wpm, an amazing achievement given the antiquated keyboard that was surely being used, modern cybernetic implants being shunned by the adamist PR.

The pickles (Aristocrat bread and butter, of course) as well as the salami, brie and water crackers were plonked down on the table, as a sort of peace offering. For what the nebbian collective weren't sure, but their elected representative assured the nexus that it was required.

The recent vipashna session had made several things clear to the collective, one of which:

• Taking over the universe is not cool

had etched itself into its gestalt, its core being. That said, the neural interface was recently abuzz with talk of several members assuming the personality of an ancient underbridge dwelling creature...

Static overwhelmed the ancient brain-washing device. Decrepit sat up with a start, and was shocked to realise where he was. The advertising-program hadn't run the full course, and his brain was still stuck in the middle of a Hardly Normal commercial, repeating on an endless loop.

Just then, a massive voice roared:

"YEEEAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH ME HEARTIES WHERE'S ME PARROT WHEN I WANTS 'ER?"

Not knowing who any of these people were or WTF was going on he thought it better that he continued to sleep...and sleep he did.

Meanwhile grumps had cake

What was he to do with it
It was lemon Meringue after all Grump's favourite

Without further a do Grumps could not resist anymore, He ripped his clothes off and smeared lemon meringue pie all over his hairy flesh.

So there is the scene Nebbian clasping pickles and salami, elmo engaged in a lewd act Hardie in the bushes de'crep asleep with Milo and Grumps doing erotic things with a lemon Meringue pie

gutted he had missed out on the smearing session still plotting how to get de'crep