Self preservation…

13 04 2008

Cold meat

Well, apparently Mrs. Flibble had no idea how to re-attach my head.  

Splendid. 

So as to ensure that I remained suitably fresh my head got unceremoniously dumped in the fridge, awaiting the head re-attachment skills of Matron.  It’s now been nearly 47 minutes and I have to say my ears are getting a touch chilly.  It’s not all bad though  – 10 minutes ago I managed to scare four fellow inmates as they each tried to steal an egg.  Fools.  I can still hear the screaming (because I at least still have my ears attached).  Oh, and another bonus –  I’ve also got as much celery as anyone could possibly stomach. 

Splendid.

Bit bored though.  After the excitement of learning that the light does indeed go off when the door is closed, everything else is dull in comparison.  The lard especially so.  

*tries to blink in an exciting way to reduce the boredom*

*fails*

I don’t even have any thumbs to twiddle. 

*sigh*

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