Another BTCV Gem
Theres is always one who is a liability.

The task was the stacking, burning and emptying of several large charcoal kilns. The work was dirty, smelly and awesome fun.

At this point anyone with a charcoal BBQ will know that if put your hand into a bag of lumpwood and it comes out pretty black and dirty. Put your whole personage into a charcoal kiln and you come out covered in head to toe and we're not talking a comedy light 'dick van dyke the chimney sweep' dusting here, a proper thick goey black layer of soot and sweat.

Fast forward to the evening, the motely band of volunteers returns to the accomodation ready for a splash of warm water and a hard earned beer. Most normal people wouldn't fancy heading into a nice local pub plastered with a thick layer of soot, not Charlie. Piping up with the immortal line "Don't care if I do look like a nigger" he scooted off to the bar still black as the night. Charlie's disregard for personal hygiene however was matched by his ability to consume alcohol and fast forward again to the wee hours with everyone else tucked up safely in bed Charlie returns from the pub loudly staggering up the steps waking everyone else up just in time to hear him chunder all over the front door, all over the handrail and all over the steps.

Charlie then retires to bed, sleeps off the after effects of the booze and rises early ready for another day of graft. Opening the front door of the accomodation anyone still asleep was awoken by loud cries of disgust as he realises he is standing in his upchuck from the night before, then in a cartoonesque move he manages to slip on a carrot (theres always carrots) and shoot arse over tit down the stairs landing in a pile of his own congealed vomit thus aquiring the nick name chunder charlie.

Length? At least 10 steps.
(Psymon_Spark Jesus Saves! The rest of you take 4d6 damage, Fri 8 Jan 2010, 14:53, Reply)