Chapter 5

Day three

Morning:

"Do-wobbly-wobbly,ooh,ohh,when the saints go marching in, I want to be,in that number, when the saints go marching in" Dr Evil sang that morning. Darth Vader gave him a strange look. " Do you have to start singing so (breath) early?" he asked. "Yes I do Darth" Dr Evil replied "oh, when the saints go marching in, I want to be in that number, when the saints go marching in" he sang again. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Mini-me sang. "Take it mini-me" ordered Dr Evil. "Eeeeeeeeeeeee" Mini-me sang as Dr Evil once again sang "when the saaaaaaaaaiiinnnnnnnntttttttsssssss go marching in, do wob,wob, dabbadee doooooooo, yeah". Hermione and Nikki were discussing the bad habits that men have.

"Isn't it disguisting when they burp with-out covering their mouths?" Hermione asked. "Totally, it's so minging, gross and revolting" Nikki replied who had spoken too soon when the Joker let out a rather loud belch. Hermione and Nikki gave him a look of disguist. "What?" he asked, pretending that he didn't do anything. "Do you have to burp that loud?" Hermione asked with a disgusted look on her face. The Joker nodded with a large grin on his face. "Oh, you men" Nikki moaned. Darth vader looked insulted. "I don't have (breath) bad habits" he denied. "Yeah right, I heard you burping last night" little Rachel replied. "I don't release that I'm burping (breath) in my sleep young lady" Vader snapped making Rachel look nervous. "Thats enougha. I don'ta like this sorta talka" said Borat, throwing his hands in the air.

"Oh when the saints go marching in" Dr Evil continued to sing. "Shut up" aid everyone. "Sorry guys, I was getting carried away, yeah" replied Dr Evil, putting on a pout.

Later that morning, Nikki was still complaining about the bad habits that men have.

"It's a bloke's habit, Burping and farting" said Dr Evil in defense "that guy who looks like Jack Nicholson let out a big burp this morning" he said, pointing over at the Joker who was constantly giggling at the picture he had just drawn. "What is that supposed to be?" Rachel asked, looking at the drawing which was of Batman being devoured by radioactive piranhas with three heads in a vat of green custard. "It's a Giant bat being eaten by radioactive piranhas with three heads" the Joker replied. "Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" screamed Rachel, running away. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I love it when they run away like that" he giggled.

Afternoon:

"Stop burping Ali g" Nikki spat after Ali g had burped for the seventeenth time. "But I iz a bloke innit, I iz burping like one innit" he replied in defense. "Oh, you men are so revolting" she screeched. Hermione and Rachel tried not to giggle and Snape was miserably playing with his food. "Hey (breath) snape, don't you like your potatoes?" Darth vader asked. "No, they taste horrible" replied Snape in a dark, sinister tone. "Ooooooooooh, hesa mardy" said Borat. "Here mate, have some rum" said Captain jack, offering Snape a silver bottle of rum which he tunred his nose up at. "I don't want any of your blasted rum" Snape barked in fury. "Sorry mate" said Captain Jack feeling a little insulted.

"Oh, when the saints go marching in, I want to be in that number, when the saints go marching in" Dr Evil sang yet again. "We have got to make him shut-up or that song is going to be stuck in my head all the time" Hermione mumbled. "Ooooooooooh yeah, when the saints go marching in, do wob-a-dee-doo" he continued. "THAT'S IT" Darth Vader snarled, pulling out a piece of duck-tape and slapping it over Dr Evil's mouth. "That's better" he said. "Eeeeeeeeeee, eeee,eeeeeeeee,eeeeeeeee,eeeeeee,eeeee,eeeeeeee" Mini-me sand using the same tune Dr Evil used to sing his song. "Oh give me strengh" Darth Vader growled as he got another piece of Ducktape and slapped it over Mini-me's mouth. "That's (breath) better" Darth Vader sighed.

Evening:

"And that's the end of who wants to be a millionare" the tv blared out. "What else is on?" Nikki moaned. "let's see" Said Hermione flicking through. "Eastenders?" she asked. "No" said everyone in a bored tone. "I know, how about the Simpsons" she suggested when she flicked it over onto the simpsons. "Yeah" cried everyone. So they spent the evening watching the simpsons.