Post by gonnaenodaethat on Sept 18, 2023 9:40:04 GMT
365 Days Later – A Statement
Exactly one year ago ah wis feelin pretty chuffed whae masel huvin got properly organised and prepared fir thi first time in ages getting ready tae put thi wheels back oan thi Sunday Service.
Thi Viddle wis already in thi can & thi subject wis thi return o Supreme Leader Brother Brother Teapot Ted tae thi fold efter his extended absence daein whatever he does. Thi Viddle started whae numerous media outlets reporting strange lights in thi skies oer Central Scotland & ended whae a black screen whae thi wording “He Has Returned” coupled whae Mad Mark Morrison beltin oot “Return Of The Mack”.
Thi Sunday Service content wis also aw aboot oor favourite Ted in a Teapot starting with how he crash landed efter lettin go o thi controls tae retrieve a Tunnocks Teacake that escaped his mitt due tae him squeezin thi last drop o rocket fuel ootae a can o Irn Bru. Cue his bahookie hittin thi steerin wheel & next thing he kens is that hes upside doon in a field o tatties just ootside Uphall.
Anyhoos he gets his shizz taegether tae finally get tae TLFS HQ (cunningly disguised as a gairden shed oan wheels – thi HQ no Ted) by thi weekend where we make plans to sort oot his latest mission statement & upon puttin it tae bed we crack oot thi Midori fir a wee celebratory night time libation.
Noo ah cannae mind if we were oan thi 3rd or 4th bottle but in thi early hours ah glanced at thi 7th monitor that hus oor auld landlords website permanently displayed tae see what circle o perpetual pain they were currently experiencing fir thi umpteenth time & noticed through thi booze goggles that something wis stirring.
Whilst Captain Chaos started rummaging aboot thi fridge (It's a Tardis shed by thi way thanks fir asking) fir contents tae make a piece ahm seeing that apparently thi Chocolate Factory hus been seriously compromised.
Later oan efter having a wee 40 winks & a break tae huv thi proverbial weekly shout at thi morning politics programmes & still keeping up whae thi unfolding Chocolate Factory shenanigans ah started tae get proper paranoid aboot things.
Firstly Ted's daein his manic laugh pointing oot that thi protagonists called Teapot as well & then it seems they got in via thi Slack portal -ahve noo got proper alarm bells ringing & thinkin are these branch office bams tryin tae set me up.
So in a nutshell, much like thi populace exactly 8 years previous, ah shat it & deleted thi Viddle & Sunday Service toot suite & hid whae thi shed curtains closed keepin ma heid doon whilst waiting fir thi feds tae boot thi door doon. Ted oan thi other hand wis oota here faster than ye could say 3-2-1 shouting lines fae Braveheart & stating that if caught he would channel his inner Jimmy Boyle.
Cue a few days later & thi smoke hud cleared a wee bit. Realising ah may huv erred a wee tad too much oan thi side o caution ah tried tae contact Ted via thi usual channels but he didnae reply & tae this day we huvnae, and naeboady else hus, seen hide nor hair o him which worries me nae end especially as he 's goat thi company credit caird.
Oan reflection this whole event, exciting as it wis scary, asks mair questions than it answers.
Discuss & if ye see Teapot Ted send him hame.
P
Exactly one year ago ah wis feelin pretty chuffed whae masel huvin got properly organised and prepared fir thi first time in ages getting ready tae put thi wheels back oan thi Sunday Service.
Thi Viddle wis already in thi can & thi subject wis thi return o Supreme Leader Brother Brother Teapot Ted tae thi fold efter his extended absence daein whatever he does. Thi Viddle started whae numerous media outlets reporting strange lights in thi skies oer Central Scotland & ended whae a black screen whae thi wording “He Has Returned” coupled whae Mad Mark Morrison beltin oot “Return Of The Mack”.
Thi Sunday Service content wis also aw aboot oor favourite Ted in a Teapot starting with how he crash landed efter lettin go o thi controls tae retrieve a Tunnocks Teacake that escaped his mitt due tae him squeezin thi last drop o rocket fuel ootae a can o Irn Bru. Cue his bahookie hittin thi steerin wheel & next thing he kens is that hes upside doon in a field o tatties just ootside Uphall.
Anyhoos he gets his shizz taegether tae finally get tae TLFS HQ (cunningly disguised as a gairden shed oan wheels – thi HQ no Ted) by thi weekend where we make plans to sort oot his latest mission statement & upon puttin it tae bed we crack oot thi Midori fir a wee celebratory night time libation.
Noo ah cannae mind if we were oan thi 3rd or 4th bottle but in thi early hours ah glanced at thi 7th monitor that hus oor auld landlords website permanently displayed tae see what circle o perpetual pain they were currently experiencing fir thi umpteenth time & noticed through thi booze goggles that something wis stirring.
Whilst Captain Chaos started rummaging aboot thi fridge (It's a Tardis shed by thi way thanks fir asking) fir contents tae make a piece ahm seeing that apparently thi Chocolate Factory hus been seriously compromised.
Later oan efter having a wee 40 winks & a break tae huv thi proverbial weekly shout at thi morning politics programmes & still keeping up whae thi unfolding Chocolate Factory shenanigans ah started tae get proper paranoid aboot things.
Firstly Ted's daein his manic laugh pointing oot that thi protagonists called Teapot as well & then it seems they got in via thi Slack portal -ahve noo got proper alarm bells ringing & thinkin are these branch office bams tryin tae set me up.
So in a nutshell, much like thi populace exactly 8 years previous, ah shat it & deleted thi Viddle & Sunday Service toot suite & hid whae thi shed curtains closed keepin ma heid doon whilst waiting fir thi feds tae boot thi door doon. Ted oan thi other hand wis oota here faster than ye could say 3-2-1 shouting lines fae Braveheart & stating that if caught he would channel his inner Jimmy Boyle.
Cue a few days later & thi smoke hud cleared a wee bit. Realising ah may huv erred a wee tad too much oan thi side o caution ah tried tae contact Ted via thi usual channels but he didnae reply & tae this day we huvnae, and naeboady else hus, seen hide nor hair o him which worries me nae end especially as he 's goat thi company credit caird.
Oan reflection this whole event, exciting as it wis scary, asks mair questions than it answers.
Discuss & if ye see Teapot Ted send him hame.
P
