Blackbird Advice: Tea

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I thought I’d ask a very important and critical question to the pack this morning.

What’s makes the perfect cuppa tea?

Elaine: Not having the bloody wankers here make it.

Josh: Oi!  I make good tea.

Elaine: You make a bloody mess.

Josh: It’s part of the process.

Elaine: For what? A ten year old?

Josh: Can I smother her with a pillow?

Steve: No.

Josh: Poncy bastard.

Steve: What was that? Were you volunteering for the night shift for the next six months?

Lorcan: He was.

Can we get to the question? What makes a perfect cup of tea?

Elaine: Chocolate digestives.

Darren: What the bloody hell does that have to do with tea?

Elaine: Everything.

Gareth: The perfect cup of tea requires someone else making it.

Steve: Lazy wolf.

Gareth: And who made the last six cups of tea you drank?

Steve: I have better things to do than answer silly questions.

Gareth: That’s what I thought.

This still hasn’t answered my question.

Lorcan:  The perfect cup of tea requires  quality tea, water boiled in a kettle, and a decent amount of time for the tea to stew.

Darren: Ponce.

Lorcan: And how do you make your tea?

Darren: I retract my statement.

Elaine:  Idiotic wankers.

I believe that’s all we’re going to get out of them today without breaking chairs.

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Blackbird Advice: Favourite Words

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I thought it would be fun to ask the pack some of the questions that James Lipton uses on Inside the Actor’s Studio.  So here we go.

What’s your favourite word?

Josh: Rabbit Stew

Elaine: Prat.

Josh: Answer the bloody question.

Elaine: That is my bloody answer, you prat.

Steve: Patience.

Gareth: Slick.

Natasha: Yes.

Darren: Footie.

Lorcan: Mo shíorghrá

Darren: I’ve got a quid that say that’s some romantic shit.

Elaine: Is nothing sacred with you?

Darren: Footie.

Moving on.  What’s your least favourite word?

Lorcan: Rabbit Stew.

Elaine: Normal.

Josh: Manchester City.

Darren: Manchester United.

Elaine: Can I point out those are two words?

Darren: No.

Steve: My least favourite word is hospital, particularly if Ivy or any of my pack are in the damn thing.

Gareth: Beta.

What’s your favourite curse word?

Elaine: Wanker.

Lorcan: Pillock.

Josh: Shit.

Steve: Damn.

Gareth:  Which he never uses, he says fuck in the morning if he nicks himself shaving.

Steve: Gareth.

Gareth: That’s almost a curse.

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Josh: Football player.

Gareth: Same.

Elaine: Except the two wankers have about as much footie talent as a tortoise.

Lorcan: Bartender.

Steve: Professor.

Josh: With Ivy as the naughty school girl?

Gareth: That is…

Steve:  All the time we have for today.
Insightful as always.

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Blackbird Advice: Saying No

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Another question posed by a reader: “How do you teach yourself to say no?”

Josh: No.

Elaine: Pillock.

Josh:  No. See? It’s easy.  I’ve said it twice already.

Elaine: It’s not so bloody easy for everyone, you smug arse.  Some people make an attempt at politeness.

Darren: Says the narkiest feline in the pack.

Elaine: I said some people.

Gareth: Name one person in this pack that’s polite.

Natasha: Lorcan?

Josh: The boss?

Gareth:  Steve? Steve is polite? On what bloody planet is my mate polite?

Steve:  I’m right here.

Gareth: And you’re not bloody polite.

Steve: I’m the epitome of a gentleman.

Darren:  Can we natter about the actually bloody question before I vomit on you?

Steve: Uncouth cretin.

Lorcan:  The best way to teach yourself how to say no is to practice it.  People have a hard time saying no because they don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.  There are times you have to put yourself first.  It doesn’t make you selfish.

Natasha:  Polite, yes?

Josh:  When can I turn him into stew?

Lorcan:  When you can out-shoot me at the range, so never.

Josh:  You….

*Sounds of chairs falling over and scuffling*
Steve: And we’re done.

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Blackbird Advice: Heartbreak

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With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, I thought it would be fun to question the pack about love and loss.

I’m confident the Blackbird Security Firm will be as helpful as always.

/end sarcasm

Do you believe in love at first sight?

Darren: Of course.

Gareth: Wait for it.

Darren: Fell in love the first time I saw myself in the mirror.

Elaine: Smug prat.

Steve: Elaine, stop swatting Darren on the head.

pause.

Steve:  Stop hitting the poor bastard on the back as well.

Moving along, have you ever had your heart broken?

Darren: Yes.

Natasha: I am sorry, Lysytsya.*

Lorcan: Not so bleedin’ smug now, eh?

Josh: Ask the next bloody question before I decide I’m hungry for stew. Rabbit stew.

Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

Josh: Bloody hell.  Ask a different type of damned question.

Lorcan: Testy kitty.

*pause for scuffling*

Steve: Sit your asses down and answer the damn questions before I force the two of you to work together for an extended period.

Josh: Cruel boss, very cruel

How do you demonstrate love?

Josh: Getting stark naked tends to help.

Elaine:  Perverse wanker.

Josh: Hey, I’m not the damn fox.

Darren: Oi, you’re supposed to be on my side.

Lorcan: The best way to demonstrate love is to offer the one precious commodity we never get enough of–time.

*silence*

Gareth: Well, shit.

Josh: If the bunny’s wise, does that mean I can use him for stew this time?

And I think I’ll wisely decide to leave this week’s post here and let Steve settle his pack down before they break something–or each other.

*Lysytsya – Fox

 

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Blackbird Advice: Surviving the Holidays

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So we’re finally into December, and I thought I’d grill the pack on how they make it through the holidays with their sanity intact.

Not entirely certain they have their sanity, but let’s pretend they do.

What’s best way to survive Christmas with your family?

Darren: Getting completely sloshed.

Josh: Hard liquor.

Elaine: A sudden and fatal case of the plague.

Gareth: Booze.

Steve: Aside from Elaine, none of you really have family to deal with at the holidays.

Darren: We have the pack.

Steve: You need booze to deal with the pack at Christmas?

Darren: I need beer to deal with you at all times.

Lorcan: You’re all miserable sods.

Josh: Oh? Says the rabbit who hops off at Christmas whenever possible.

Maybe we should move on, what’s the worst way to survive the holidays?

Entire Pack: Sober.

Do you decorate?

Elaine: No.

Steve: Ivy decorated on our behalf.

Josh: Lazy bastards.

Steve: Do you decorate?

Josh: Me? Decorate? Have you lost your bloody mind?

Lorcan: Like I said, miserable sods.

Darren: Do you decorate then, hoppy bastard?

Lorcan: Occasionally.

Gareth: He means no.

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