A native of the local cheap pool shop known as "Talk and Walk". The Zarp is common around these parts and can often be fond chatting to a certain boldilox known as Booby Bobby.
As Talk and Walk is
like a second (or first?) home to the Zarp, it is rumored that in his will he has asked to be buried in the pool table contained within the shop.
When eventually Zarp is buried in this table, and someone buys a
game of pool and releases the pool balls from the bottom, they
may find that one of the balls is in fact Zarp's eyeball. In this case they should not be alarmed as the real pool
ball is stuck in Zarp's eye socket in his skull.
In addition, when you walk past Zarp's real house on your way to a revision session in school, you might find that his whole
family come to the door in their pyjamas to call you from the other side of the road to their house.
Yes, it is fairly
weird.
Who is that evil talking to Booby?
It MUST be Zarp
Where the hell is Zarp?
There is only one place where he could be - and that place is Booby land i.e. Talk and Walk.
Zarp'
s mum:
Where is Zarp today? He hasn't come home from school....
Zarp's brother:
Don't worry mum, he is with his pal Booby at Booby's shop!
Zarp's
dad:
Oh no! We're going bankrupt and I
don't know where the
money is being spent!
Zarp's brother:
Don't worry
dad! Zarp is wasting it all on thousand's of 1 pound-a-game matches at Booby's local.
Mum, why is that boy walking bent?
Can't you see his leg son; it's bent!
