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Director : Dr. Liew
Wombat : "Ish ish... all these drinks... I think I'm gonna take a leak."
Mrs. Wombat : "You want me to come along?"
Wombat : "Nah... That won't be necessary. I can manage myself."
Mrs. Wombat : "Are you sure?"
Wombat : "Whatchya gonna do? Follow me inside?"
Mrs. Wombat : "We can always use the washroom meant for the disabled."
Wombat : "No way I'm gonna use it. I'm BB6, remember?"
Mrs Wombat : "Whatever. Are you sure you can handle this yourself?"
StratMan II : "Maybe I can offer some help?"
Wombat : "Hoi!"
In the washroom...
Wombat : "Woo hoo marn... Finally made it!"
Wombat : *Unzip the zip of his safari shorts*
Suddenly the HUD of Wombat's eye sprang into action...
Wombat : "What the feck! Aiming system? Hoi! I don't need aiming system for this!"
And the crosshair of his HUD focused on a tiny speck of brownish stain on the toilet bowl...
Wombat : "What's that brown spot?"
Wombat's HUD : *Zoom* *zoom* *zoom* *magnify* *magnify* *magnify*
The tiny brown stain now magnified into the size of dinosaur's droppings...
Wombat : "Jeezzuz Christ!" *Barf* *Choke* *Gag*
Later, back to the lobby...
Dr. Liew : "Jeez, Wombie. Are you sure you are okay? Your look like you've just vomited your stomach out."
Wombat : *Retch retch* "Aww... marn... you won't believe this..."
[To be continued...]
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