[Wednesday?]: A Disposable Boiler Suit Suitable For Horse Dissection
At the end of last term I'd brought back a spare boiler suit from the horse dissection practical, thinking it would be something amusing to show the BB medics - having dug it out of hiding on Wednesday, of course I had to have them try it on - Cez, since the suit had swamped me, and she did in fact appear to have been swallowed by it, and Richard because... well, there was probably a reason better than "he's taller than me"...
However, having got Richard to try the suit on, we realised that if you put a pillow down the front, drew a TV screen on the front and added a headband with a sticking-up bit of rolled up paper as an antenna... you got a (medical-whites-coloured) Teletubby!
Dammit, this needs pictures. Soon.
Richard went down to a room of slightly bewildered Blue Boars, and impressed everyone with a Teletubby Dance unlikely to ever be seen on TV (mostly due to the finale of tripping on Cez's stage while yelping "Fuck").
Of course, we weren't satisfied with this - we'd drawn a strawberry on the screen, after all - Kieran had to meet the Teletubby!
The following is well documented on video phone.
Richard approached Kieran's door, with myself, James, and (I suspect, but can't remember) Ramsey following. Richard knocked. Kieran opened the door. Kieran observed a dancing albino Teletubby. Kieran closed the door. The audience in the hall plus said Teletubby fell over laughing. The hallway group recovered control of their breathing. James knocked on the door. Kieran opened the door. Richard the Teletubby informed Kieran that the Strawberry "has come for thee". They hugged. Kieran closed the door again. Richard left a note thanking Kieran for the hug and noting that "The Ubiquitous Strawberry called, but your brain was out..."
The suit is being stored for another time. Tim and Milena seemed to get a good laugh out of it, if possibly while making mental notes to list us all for psychiatric help.
Where have the Teletubbies gone?
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