coconochanel
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*Kier Stermer storms into Boris office*
'Prime Minister can I have a word?'
Boris 'well..'
'why are you inviting trolls into no10 without an appointment?'
Boris 'what, what trolls? what are you talking about'
'Mr Gove has been on the phone saying you had let some internet trolls in for a tour of downing St'
Boris 'He said what! he had no right contacting you and they they arnt trolls they are our fan club'
'fan club?, Prime minister you are not the Beatles and it is unacceptable to let any uncle tom coberly and all in here for a look around'
Boris ' Ive told you they are not just anyone they are very acceptable ladies'
'well I should have guessed they'd be women'
Boris 'I beg your parden'
'look Prime Minister maybe you should stop thinking with whats in your Calvin Klein and start thinking with your head! isnt it enough that you have made a mess of the whole handling of the Coronavirus without making a mockery of the government?'
Boris 'how dare you, how dare you come in here telling me what Ive done you know nothing, just some incorrect nonsense from Michael now Get out before I call security'
'Dont worry Im going but I'll be bringing this up on Wednesday at the next PMQ's'
*back at Whittys laboratory*
'wow its a lot bigger then I thought it would be'
Whitty 'yes well sometimes we can have up to 6 people in here at once'
'It smells very clean'
whitty 'yes Im quite fussy about keeping everything clean'
cushtybert 'Oh Im the same Im always anti backing my worktops and that at home.' noticing a wall with shelves of borosilicate glass beak of all shapes and sizes. 'oh I like that, Ive never seen them shaped like that before'
Whitty 'that wall has a very special feature'
'really?'
'whitty' yes would you like to see?'
'yes please mr whitty' whitty goes towards it grabs a beaker on the middle shelf pushes it and the wall begins to slide backwards, moves to the side and reveals a red room.
'Wow thats amazing' she says walking inside'
Whitty 'do you like it?'
'oh yes Mr Whitty'
Whitty' I do wish you would stop calling me Mr Whitty'
'well what would you like me to call you'
Whitty 'Master' he says as his eye go dark and he grabs a pair of handcuffs from the hook.
'
'Prime Minister can I have a word?'
Boris 'well..'
'why are you inviting trolls into no10 without an appointment?'
Boris 'what, what trolls? what are you talking about'
'Mr Gove has been on the phone saying you had let some internet trolls in for a tour of downing St'
Boris 'He said what! he had no right contacting you and they they arnt trolls they are our fan club'
'fan club?, Prime minister you are not the Beatles and it is unacceptable to let any uncle tom coberly and all in here for a look around'
Boris ' Ive told you they are not just anyone they are very acceptable ladies'
'well I should have guessed they'd be women'
Boris 'I beg your parden'
'look Prime Minister maybe you should stop thinking with whats in your Calvin Klein and start thinking with your head! isnt it enough that you have made a mess of the whole handling of the Coronavirus without making a mockery of the government?'
Boris 'how dare you, how dare you come in here telling me what Ive done you know nothing, just some incorrect nonsense from Michael now Get out before I call security'
'Dont worry Im going but I'll be bringing this up on Wednesday at the next PMQ's'
*back at Whittys laboratory*
'wow its a lot bigger then I thought it would be'
Whitty 'yes well sometimes we can have up to 6 people in here at once'
'It smells very clean'
whitty 'yes Im quite fussy about keeping everything clean'
cushtybert 'Oh Im the same Im always anti backing my worktops and that at home.' noticing a wall with shelves of borosilicate glass beak of all shapes and sizes. 'oh I like that, Ive never seen them shaped like that before'
Whitty 'that wall has a very special feature'
'really?'
'whitty' yes would you like to see?'
'yes please mr whitty' whitty goes towards it grabs a beaker on the middle shelf pushes it and the wall begins to slide backwards, moves to the side and reveals a red room.
'Wow thats amazing' she says walking inside'
Whitty 'do you like it?'
'oh yes Mr Whitty'
Whitty' I do wish you would stop calling me Mr Whitty'
'well what would you like me to call you'
Whitty 'Master' he says as his eye go dark and he grabs a pair of handcuffs from the hook.
'