I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_justin]

I say, I think it's dashed unfair to ask us to sit through this dry old lecture, what, after all the swimming, running, flying and marching we've been doing since before breakfast!

(If anyone asks, we're taking notes, yes? And if anyone should need to know something about the Falklands, my mother had a cousin in the Royal Navy--but I rather think it does make sense, given how it took the military out of the country at just the right (or wrong) time.)

Still, this is the only way I think I shall bally well keep awake, if he insists on droning on, what?

-Justin

Comments

[alt_sally_anne]

Sorry, did you say something, Justin? I couldn't hear you over the sound of my snoring, listening to this wanker.

[alt_sally_anne]

Did you hear about Capper, by the way?

[alt_ron]

Sorry, mate, I was sleeping from his second sentence on.

Open Eyes charm, though. One of Fred's. Or George's. I'm not sure. Anywiz, it's brilliant for something like tonight.

I mean, really? They expect us to stay awake?