Site Canteen

[Kamikaze]

Love it Kami
Your musings made me think of "What's Rangoon to you is Grafton to me" an Oz radio play. Link for your viewing enjoyment ...
http://www.simonrumble.com/psychedelicatessen/rangoon.mp3

Welcome to the canteen Wilko. Sorry there was no one about yesterday and anybody that is about today will be like a ghostly apparition. And ever since they installed the 42 circle magic roundabout and the one way system, most people take their dinner at their work stations now. To be honest, I have to thank Google, Wikipedia and whoever invented copy and paste for the furnishings of this thread. It could also be the reason why the kitchen ladies are always hyperventilating into a paper bag when they casts their eyes upon me. It wouldn’t be the first time they wrestled me to the ground shouting “NOT TODAY KAMI, NOT TODAY”. And thanks for the link. I really enjoyed that!!! Strange how I’ve never heard of that radio broadcast. Mind you the 70’s are a bit of a blur to me. Hope you’re having a really good Christmas and Santa didn’t die in vain for our presents. I do believe that Japan has yet to understand Christmas.

 

[Kamikaze]

I thought the pub was boarded up and only the squatters were at home but it appears the mods have let dksanders in but left poor old freddo outside in the cold. There was talk of knocking it down and building a bypass. Anyway, the site canteen on the other hand will keep going as long as we can refill the fridges with PME Export from the Captains private quarters…lol. Next weekend is the officers dinner and dance. There’s bound to be some leftovers. It’s usually a very opulent affair. The good thing about this week is that we have finally traced the data leakages in the main communications conduits which have been a bugbear since day one. Also, whenever the Starship is in space-dock for routine maintenance, and the senior crew are on leave, I turn the volume up and play some tunes on the intercom. Strictly forbidden at all times but hey ho, what are they going to do without an artisan like me? Besides, Lieutenant Commander Hecate loves seeing me in my standard issue armoured vest and leather pants. I just wish she would hold the torches still while she’s air-guitaring. Twice tonight I’ve reprogrammed the heartbeat of the earth sensors with a sunny disposition because I can’t see what I’m doing. Having said that, some tunes just can’t be played LOUD enough and don't go on long enough. All I know is, I want MORE and I want it harder and faster.

 

[Kamikaze]

The canteen fridges are fully stocked again and the Captain just sent me this! Lady K not very ladylike after the dinner and dance…lol. Men always go home looking as good as they did when they went out women somehow deteriorate during the night…pml

 

[Silly Sausage]

The canteen fridges are fully stocked again .....

I knew there was a reason why I've returned, I can smell a fridge full of beer from several 100 miles away.

 

[Adam W]

The pub has got too cliquey and the snowflake students are hogging the pool table.
What's going on in here then? Can I get a Breakfast A?

 

[Kamikaze]

My word, you lot can drink! The fridges are empty again and there won’t be another Starfleet party and an opportunity to raid the Captains quarters until Friday the 21st of December. Archy, I see you have the top score on the pinball machine again. And Adam W, no one has been able to eat breakfast in the canteen since they replaced the waitresses in a cost cutting exercise with Bluetooth enabled spoons. I can’t for the life of me work out how mine is supposed to work. Anyways, time to release the voices trapped on the black discs in the jukebox and do some air-guitaring with Triggers broom while cleaning the floor.

A Stereophonic tonic that puts a whole lotta led in my pencil and the only problem with this video is that it ends!

 

[pirate]

Pokes patch round door...quiet in here...Jabber the parrot screeches in despair at the state of the place...
Oh well, can't barge in without bringing a first-foot present, so drags huge crate of San Miguel into the body of the kirk and on knee (wooden one) stacks the fridge to the brim...
Pulls a big peg o' rum to steady his screwdriving hand then carefully eases his wiha out of his pocket...
Makes 3" circular hole in plasterboard wall behind fridge, inserts hafele cover, pops poly bag of weed in and closes flap then gathers dirt and dust from filthy floor and spreads it over the cover...
ah! company Hi Grant! Is that a Domino's? Have a beer and let's tuck in! No Jabber, behave yourself! Stop shi**ing on the floor! Oh, can't see it anyway...
Lynyrd Skynrd on the juke box, Free Bird Jabber preening and disco-dancing, my mate Jim arrives with 6 steak bakes from Greggs and a bottle of Rioja...good times!
Oh! Is that the gaffer arriving? No, it's Mish Moneypenny again, with a small person in tow! Happy? I dunno, not the time for guessing games! Party on! Hic...

 

[Kamikaze]

The first gulp from that glass of San Miguel was magnificent! Ok…you and Jabber can stay, but the Ferengi in the gorilla suit has to go. Since Miss Moneypenney and Seven of Nine are here, why don’t we play a game of strip pocker, but girls only get one card.
And don’t worry about the holes behind the fridge we can always thin veneer across all them cracks.
And the band played on!

 

[Silly Sausage]

That pinball is in dire need of a service.
Must bring the key next time, there must be a few grand in it by now.
I'll leave a couple of barrels of ale.

 

[pirate]

Neil Young aint gonna like that Sweet Home Alabama...
he's gonna rock the house...