The tension was palpable.
The contestants stood waiting in line to be called up to the rostrum.
Elastic bands were stretched. Prayers were whispered. Dedications to Pagan deities were recited.
'Fancy a yoghurt-coated raisin?' said Larry.
'Don't mind if I do,' said Mick.
Larry and Mick munched on yoghurt-coated raisins.
'What is this place we've entered?' said Larry.
'Let me just get the flyer,' said Mick.
Larry had another yoghurt-coated raisin.
'Don't eat all those yoghurt-coated raisins,' said Mick.
'Sorry,' said Larry, as he offered Mick another.
'Thanks,' said Mick, as he looked at the flyer which he had extracted from his pocket. 'Apparently,' said he, 'it's an Elastic Band Flicking Competition.'
'Not a free McFly concert?'
'Not in the slightest.'
'Disappointing,' said Larry. 'I would rather go home and play tiddlywinks.'
'I concur,' said Mick.
Larry & Mick went home to play tiddlywinks.
[ FIN ]
