A weekender wouldn't be complete without fitting in a curry somewhere.  The Mitchell Brothers, Rhythm and Bodgit, along with Laze and Hero found a cracking place for a curry towards the edge of town.  They sat carefully choosing the curry they had been waiting all day for.  Their mouths were dripping in anticipation of that much revered taste which would soon satisfy their taste buds.  Hero even bought a bloody expensive £12 round of drinks to start off with to help build up that curry desire even more.  And then it arrived.  It looked magical.  All commented on the presentation.  And then the first dip of naan bread in.  WOW!  The taste was up there with the best of curry's had.  Then Hero's phone buzzed with a message.  It was from his brother Quick Buck.  "He's probably telling us where to meet up after" Hero commented as he opened the message.  Then his naan bread dropped into his curry and he started writhing deliriously in utter shock.  A picture message had arrived, sent by Memphis on Quick Bucks phone as part of the overall rouse.  There in full cinematic view filling the screen of his phone was Memphis' infamous Bell, wearing sunglasses and puffing on a cigarette.  The curry didn't taste the same after that.  Particularly Laze's when it emerged that the sunglasses sitting astride Memphis' one-eyed purple monster were actually his!  How we all laughed when we met up with the group later and Image then revealed to Laze that following all this, Image had trodden on them by accident and broken them.  A quality ending to a quality prank.

The Indian God of Clubflat

So looking forward to the curry...

Rhythm will have the Clubflat Special please 

Sitting in anticipation of the taste, it looks exquisite...

...And then it happened.  The message that arrived on Hero's phone.

Don't look too long as you will turn to stone

The Mitchell Brothers are not amused. Watch out Memphis

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