We have your housemates Little Bugger (oops I meant brother).
They will be pleaing for their release in this thread and telling you all of the horrors that they are subjected to by my 20 hunky US Marines.
You have our demands - we will be in touch soon.
In the meantime - listen to their pleas!
A plea - take your time, chaps.
I think if I have enough time I can screw some information out of these guys, a-la Mata Hari.
Can you please deliver the 100 durex (es -?) I ordered on ebay ASAP.....PLEEEEEEAAAASSEEEE? :twisted: :twisted:
*looks around...shakes head*
Hey...and I demand more girls!
OK captives – I know some of you are still in shock and some of you seem to have made yourselves at home already – Vix stop trying to speak with your mouth full of that Private!
You have full use of the facilities here.
You cannot escape as we are on an island.
If you cause trouble, you will be punished!
Beware of the Marines – they get very frisky!
I have to go and attend to some personal training with 3 new Privates :twisted:
little brother does not negotiate with Hi-Jackers!
little brother has simply followed the clues that the bumbling US marines left scattered all over the Big Brother house to the even more secret location where the hostages are being held.
After inserting into a covert OP ( observation point) Little borther begins to carry out surveillance, identifying the housemates, and, more crucially the targets. He finds a number of "Hunky Marines" wandering idly about comparing the size of their weapons and decorations awarded for numerous brave and fool hardy operations of little merit. The rest are ironing their uniforms and polishing their boots........ after all it's no good being proficient at your job if you don't look pretty doing it!
Little brother has set a co-ordinated ring of Claymore anti- personnel mines around the permiteter of their camp, set to detonate by trip wire. After selecting a H&K Mp5 he straps on his respirator, and crawls over to the door of the prison. Stopping only to prime a few whizz bangs, he pops the catch on a window and throws in flare.
The Hunky US marines are both visibly confused, and distressed by the sudden loud noise and flashes, and begin to panic and run amok. Whilst this is occuring, the little brother housemates are rounded up and moved towards the exit, where Gemini Rigid Raiders are waiting on the shores of the island to liberate them.
Slowly the hunky US marines begin to regain whats left of their sense and notice that once again they have had their technological superiority, and nice shiny uniforms, easily over come by the virtue that is stealth, forward planning, and guile. They hear the engines of the rigid Raider and begin to rush towards the shore where they notice a small craft zipping across the waves. WHat they fail to notice is the trip wires to the claymores.
BOOM
Big Brother has Got back to you!
lol
Mmmmm.....morning G.I. Jane
Oooooo.....June
Ahhhhhh....Joan
Yes...yes...yesss...oh...fucking hell yes!
I'm loving joyfull!!
:mrgreen:
Besides use girls, what was all that noise last night?
That goes for all of you marines – do whatever it takes to make this lot plea. Use the twisted, depraved techniques myself and Sarah have been teaching you for the past few days.
And guys – never be on your own with Vix - 3 at a time with her at least.
*crying in the corner*
They made me put on clothes. You know, a flowery summer dress and flat shoes.
*sniff*
They made me put on pink lipstick.
And then...
*sob*
I had to do ironing and hoovering. And polish the furniture!
The indignity!! I have not had an orgasm in hours and am forbidden from even looking at these Marines, unless I want to sing hymns whilst I do all this Goddamn housework!
*sniff*
Save me BB... my nails are breaking and I need to be sleazy. :cry:
Awww....God....NO...Girls....Please...Don't....STOP!!!!
I'm lovin' it here.
Woah!!!!!
Watch Sarge go :shock:
Please.................... come back and get me ?
Suggestions on torture and torment for our captives is always welcome
:twisted: