Will you be my friend Roland.....

It's Saturday night, 9.30pm, at Watford Village Hall and Gareth frantically checks to see if he put the correct date on the email invitations to his 14th Birthday Party Disco....Oh, he did.

Come on look me in the eye.....

As Ray Reardon sneaks in, that colossal pervert Chubb breaks cover, and his restraining order, to get a whiff of The Jenkins. Mmm.....leeks....

Ooooh I say.....

The look of shock is evident on Gareth's face as Furniss slips his button mushroom in between Gareth's sturdy buttocks.....

Mini Me.....

I've got to find that cake that has 'Eat Me ' written on it, I bet Marsland has eaten it.....'

She Looks Yum.....

'......I'm so close I could lick her.....' Wild thoughts run through Anthony's simple claret and blue brain.....

Thats why no one wants to use your services, you're meant to take pictures not stare like a mong!'