Sweeties

[Maverick Martin]

A Jelly Baby walks into a bar and starts talking to a Smartie. After

a few beers the Smartie says "Ere, a bunch of us are heading to that

new club, fancy tagging along?" The Jelly Baby says "No mate, I'm a

softie, I always end up getting my head kicked in." So Smartie says,

"Don't worry about it, I'm a bit of a hard case I'll look after you."

Jelly Baby thinks about it for a minute and says "Fair enough, as long

as you'll look after me", and off they go. After a few more beers in

the club, three Lockets walk in. As soon as he sees them, Smartie hides

 

under the table. The Lockets take one look at Jelly Baby and start

kicking him, breaking bottles over his little jelly head, lamping him

with little sugary chairs, and generally having a laugh. After a while

they get bored and walk out. Jelly Baby pulls his battered Jelly Baby

body over to the table and wipes up his Jelly Baby blood and turns to

Smartie and says "I thought you were going to look after me." "I was!"

says Smartie

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"But those Lockets are menthol"

[Bob F]

...groan...double groan.