Yesterday was one of those manic cleaning days, where a simple tidy up turns into a full scale war against the build up of crap. I was also bit by some winged evil beast the night before and had two massive swollen areas (on my leg). This meant I slept horribly and was in a grumpy mood.
So whilst I was in cupboards, up in the loft, polishing pigs, demolishing wardrobes, what on earth was Olga up to? I have found out she gets bored easily, she doesn't like watching telly for very long and starts demanding cocktails at a ridicluosly early hour. So during a well earned rest, I noticed she had disappeared upstairs with the two Willy's (remember one is evil).
It turns out they decided to play a lethal game of Catch the Crabs! Yes those little pink things are crabs (not chickens). Unfortunately Olga and Willy had no idea what Evil Willy had planned for both of them.
Evil Willy: Let's play a game.... The winner gets... Olga.
Willy: Okay I have caught crabs before (this one time at the beach)
Willy: Oh noes!
Willy: 'Holy shit!'
Willy: 'Evil Willy is trying pull some hoo doo voodoo shit on me.'
Willy: 'Help someone.......'
What is going to happen next?
Will Olga ever sober up in time?
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