B. "That's right-er, yes, clearly there's a bloke who appears to be drowning, either that or a bit overly dramatic, what I need is a number for someone who can throw him the ring - no I can't you see, as I'm not implementation..."
C. "118 118? I need something for a red ring..."
D. Dhandev wasn't reassured when Chilts rang to say that the Westward Ho! triathlon was fully supported by the emergency services
E. Chilts had been waiting for over an hour for a bus so he rang Stagecoach to complain
F. "Hello... Chilts Sex Chat..... your through to the one and only".
G. As he emerged from the coastal path, Chilts rang Seamo with news that he didn't have the only red ring in North Devon!
H. "Yes, I spoke to a Mr P. Doh and he said to meet here, I've found a buoy but it's not the one I was expecting!"
I. After the tour party witnessed an unfortunate drowning incident after a night at Westward Ho's Gay Club, Chilts helped the local constabulary out with their enquiries. He reported that the deceased's last word were 'Throw me a Bouy'.
J. "Yeah, Jen, left a bit more. Just need to line the new big red comms device I put on the roof with this one here. I need to be on-line 24/7."
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