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Governor
For the sake of a story, let's assume they're all from England, shall we?
San Diego Dunking
The three friends were in Los Angeles on holiday from England, having one last day in the states before it was time to fly home. So they decided to make the most of it. They took a taxi down to San Diego to see some of the tourist attractions.
They stopped for lunch and had a few drinks. Then they hailed a cab and went to the San Diego zoo. Unfortunately they’d had a little too much to drink and began making pests of themselves.
As it grew late in the day, some of the employees grew tired of their antics. They were discreetly removed and locked away from prying eyes. But when the trio began to sing songs and loudly protest their treatment, they were split up and locked away in different rooms.
Roberta found herself locked inside what appeared to be an old storage room. It wasn’t very large, and it hadn’t been cleaned in a while. There was a dirty window she tried to look through, but there was nothing of interest to see outside. She suspected she had been locked away in a far-away part of the zoo as she saw a plain, windowless building across the way.
She could not help noticing a large, covered circular in-ground tank that lay between her building and the one across the way. There was some sort of platform on one end of the tank with a post sticking up out of the floor. She wondered what its purpose was.
She hadn’t noticed at first. But now she could detect the disgusting aroma of animal shit filling the air. The three of them must have been locked away near the animal stalls.
“Bloody hell!” she gasped, wrinkling her nose in disgust. “Why did they have to lock me in here?”
One of the ladies came in to check on Roberta. The incarcerated Brit found the zoo worker rather attractive. But right now she was more concerned about being set free.
“Bloody hell, love! You can’t keep us like this!”
“You English bitches were a nuisance out in the zoo today,” she told her angrily. “So we’re going to teach the lot of you a lesson about manners.”
“You’re the one with the bad manners for keeping me locked up like this! Are we under arrest or something? Don’t we get to make a phone call? You can’t treat us like this! We’re tourists! You yanks don’t have a sense of humor; that’s all!”
“You Brits are all bitches. So we’re going to take care of you in our own special way.”
“Where are my friends? What did you do to them?”
“Oh, they’re locked away for the moment.”
Roberta wrinkled her nose in disgust. “What’s with the smell? Did you lock us way in the back with all these smelly animals?”
“You’ll find out soon enough, honey.”
“Hey, let me out of here!” But the female worker had already slammed the door shut.
“HEY; YOU CAN’T KEEP US LIKE THIS! CAN I HAVE SOMETHING TO EAT? I’M BLOODY HUNGRY IN HERE!” There was no response.
“HEY, WANT TO DO SOME SNOGGING??” After all, the girl was rather attractive. But there was still no response...
San Diego Dunking
The three friends were in Los Angeles on holiday from England, having one last day in the states before it was time to fly home. So they decided to make the most of it. They took a taxi down to San Diego to see some of the tourist attractions.
They stopped for lunch and had a few drinks. Then they hailed a cab and went to the San Diego zoo. Unfortunately they’d had a little too much to drink and began making pests of themselves.
As it grew late in the day, some of the employees grew tired of their antics. They were discreetly removed and locked away from prying eyes. But when the trio began to sing songs and loudly protest their treatment, they were split up and locked away in different rooms.
Roberta found herself locked inside what appeared to be an old storage room. It wasn’t very large, and it hadn’t been cleaned in a while. There was a dirty window she tried to look through, but there was nothing of interest to see outside. She suspected she had been locked away in a far-away part of the zoo as she saw a plain, windowless building across the way.
She could not help noticing a large, covered circular in-ground tank that lay between her building and the one across the way. There was some sort of platform on one end of the tank with a post sticking up out of the floor. She wondered what its purpose was.
She hadn’t noticed at first. But now she could detect the disgusting aroma of animal shit filling the air. The three of them must have been locked away near the animal stalls.
“Bloody hell!” she gasped, wrinkling her nose in disgust. “Why did they have to lock me in here?”
One of the ladies came in to check on Roberta. The incarcerated Brit found the zoo worker rather attractive. But right now she was more concerned about being set free.
“Bloody hell, love! You can’t keep us like this!”
“You English bitches were a nuisance out in the zoo today,” she told her angrily. “So we’re going to teach the lot of you a lesson about manners.”
“You’re the one with the bad manners for keeping me locked up like this! Are we under arrest or something? Don’t we get to make a phone call? You can’t treat us like this! We’re tourists! You yanks don’t have a sense of humor; that’s all!”
“You Brits are all bitches. So we’re going to take care of you in our own special way.”
“Where are my friends? What did you do to them?”
“Oh, they’re locked away for the moment.”
Roberta wrinkled her nose in disgust. “What’s with the smell? Did you lock us way in the back with all these smelly animals?”
“You’ll find out soon enough, honey.”
“Hey, let me out of here!” But the female worker had already slammed the door shut.
“HEY; YOU CAN’T KEEP US LIKE THIS! CAN I HAVE SOMETHING TO EAT? I’M BLOODY HUNGRY IN HERE!” There was no response.
“HEY, WANT TO DO SOME SNOGGING??” After all, the girl was rather attractive. But there was still no response...