"This is absolute bollocks!" Nathan complained, trying to arrange his toga so that he didn't look like a complete tosser. "Whose idea was it that I should dress up as an old man going to fawn over a little boy? That's just not right!"
"It was Shaun's idea," Simon answered, not looking unhappy to be sitting in a pile of hay next to a manger. "Revenge for what you did to his car."
"What I- what I did to his car?" Nathan faked indignation. "I think we can all agree that was a joint venture!"
"You keyed 'cunt-face' over the driver's side door," Curtis jabbed the shorter boy in the chest with as single finger. "I'm blaming you for this." He tried adjusting his toga as well, to no avail.
"Think we can claim religious persecution?" Simon offered.
"It's either this, or cleaning dumpsters," answered Kelly, trying to find more room for her boobs in the Old Wise Woman costume. "I say we do the bloody Christmas performance, 's better than smellin' like rubbish."
Alisha cradled the plastic baby Jesus and watched her 'husband' on the other side of the manger. "Yeah," she agreed with Kelly. "This isn't so bad."