I cannot believe that I didn't type this up at the time, but here it is, in all its... yuckiness.
The Three Ferals were veery late being dropped off (on my day off) which is nice, and also hilarious when we found out why.
Hugo had locked himself in the master bedroom.
They tried talking to him.
They pushed picture cards under the door to him. He counted them.
They tried a bobby pin, a credit card, a crowbar.
Hugo pushed the pictures back to them. Covered in Hugo-crap. Niiice.
They retried the crowbar. They broke the lock.
They're getting frustrated. Hugo's getting frustrated.
They use a sledgehammer.
Bye-bye door.
Hello Hugo.
Hello carpet. Hello suspicially brown carpet. All over the room.
Bye-bye Hugo.
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