Chronicler of Crux
Bad? It's bloody tragic! Crucified with those three, and unconscious?so has not really come to grips with his current situation. It looks bad.
See what I mean? Wragg's wrotten luck strikes again...not quite so similarly naked,
Finally, unconsciousness has its advantages...since she is complaining.
Do you blame me?Wragg made groaning noises.
Forgive one for asking, it's merely idle curiosity....“Can someone fill me in on how I come to be naked on a cross, while the world fills with baddies and squirrels?” asked Wragg groggily from the cross.
Well, yes, but losing my underwear and my consciousness at the same time, that's what sticks in my throat.“I never seem to be able to keep my pants on in this little adventure,” said Wragg in annoyance.
Now that consciousness has returned, must I hang here and listen to Phlebas' awful puns? I don't seem to be able to put my fingers in my ears.“…in a rather excruciating manner…” said Phlebas.
I say, you couldn't put an iced bun on one of those sort of pointed sticks, could you? There's a good chap. All this hanging about gives a chap an appetite!A bit unhappy, if you ask me, probably because he remembered the sacrifices he had made not eating those cakes.
And don't forget - I'm hungry!to be continued... Soon. Promise.