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The Hijack Story
Well it all began when I boarded a Jumbo Jet at Kennedy Airport. I was sat in an isle seat in the aircraft and I was settling down with my walkman and suddenly who should I see but my old pal Jack Berrisford, not thinking I jumped up and shouted HI JACK, next [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>The Hijack Story</strong></p>
<p>Well it all began when I boarded a Jumbo Jet at Kennedy Airport. I was sat in an isle seat in the aircraft and I was settling down with my walkman and suddenly who should I see but my old pal Jack Berrisford, not thinking I jumped up and shouted HI JACK, next minute a gun appeared at my chest and a security guard took me to the brig and kept me there till we got to Heathrow. Next time I&#8217;ll say HI BILL, HI JOE anything but HI JACK.</p>
<p>JJ.</p>
<p><strong>When East Met The Cobra </strong></p>
<p>Hong kong early in the morning, Thread Needle Street was quieter than usual all of a sudden four Triads jumped me. Instinctively I drew my hands back, I got the first Triad in the eyes, he went down like a brick. I quickly turned on the second and put his eyes out with a reverse cobra. The other two Triads wisely ran for their lives. Yes the Triads met the Cobra and yes, I was that man.</p>
<p>JJ.</p>
<p><strong>How JJ came to grief at a Ten Pin Bowling alley</strong></p>
<p>Well some time ago, JJ went Ten Pin Bowling at the Greyhound Park. Well that was OK till I found I couldn&#8217;t let go of the ball. Well all of a sudden I was making very fast then it happened. I fell through the machinery &#8211; instantly I was plunged into darkness and dropped sixteen feet into a black abyss. Then &#8211; eventually I got released by the fire brigade and the management barred me. Well you can imagine, my head was splitting and I did not know where I was. I woke up in a chicken coup full of squawking chickens. The farmer aimed his gun at me. &#8220;I&#8217;ve caught you&#8221; he said, &#8220;You&#8217;ve been mucking about with my chickens haven&#8217;t you&#8221; he said. &#8220;No&#8221; I said, &#8220;I&#8217;ve been ten pin bowling and went down the machine&#8221; I said. &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry&#8221; said the farmer. Then made me breakfast and drove me home.</p>
<p>JJ.</p>
<p><strong>How I nearly had a tour of the sewer or a disaster in a superloo</strong></p>
<p>It was a hot summers day and I was burstin for a loo. I came across a monstrosity off Brook Street. I put my money in an the door opened, the music played I sat down with great relief. Then it turned to panic all of a sudden the pan started to go backwards. I pressed the alarm button, IM glad I did. All of a sudden I went further and further into the abyss. The whirring blades were getting closer. I thought this is it, a tour of the sewer. Then the fire brigade came and shut off the power just in time. Never again will I use a superloo.</p>
<p>JJ. is signing off now.</p>
<p><strong>How I was extinguished at The Old Queens Head</strong></p>
<p>I was very extinguished from the Old Queen&#8217;s Head. Yes it was a summer&#8217;s day and I was passing the Old Queen&#8217;s Head public house and I decided to go inside. Well, I was sat down at a table and took out my pipe to light it. It was a bit difficult to, light at first. Put that down to being blocked. I thought no more about it, then, all of a sudden, it was on fire, so was I, so was the chair. Next minute I was being put out in a nice way. Foam everywhere.</p>
<p>JJ.</p>
<p><strong>Pigeon Trouble for JJ</strong></p>
<p>Yes, Big trouble. Pigeons no less, cooin&#8217;. Doing what pigeons do all night long an daytime too. Doing what pigeons do. Well I went out and bought a bottle of Napoleon brandy and a box of peanuts. This will fix those pesky pigeons, I said. I mixed the peanuts and brandy put them on the ground, the pigeons came out of the sky and ate the peanuts, got very drunk, went over on their backs &#8211; did a version of a drunk cyclist.</p>
<p>I came along with the priest, to finish them off. Hey guess what.</p>
<p>I have no more bird trouble.</p>
<p>JJ.</p>
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