We were to head out to a far, almost deserted place and defeat our lifetime enemy-team: Eat 'n' Seat!!!
Knowing that surving wasn't going to be easy, Miss O. headed out to say goodbye to old game friends. Stakes were high on Poker this friday night and Miss O. was down, smoking and drinking and thinking about the mission when Lady L. arrived. The game turn. The mission would turn too...
Before taking off, Miss O., Lady L. and M. Chick a.k.a The Devils took the traditional group picture... a memory of what could be their last adventure and the last day of their lives...
The wrath of the Gods was spread all over. Dark-grey skies predicted furious rain, a powerful ally of Eat 'n' Seat. But The Devils don't quit that easy...
Following Dr. Call O'Rie's instruction got us to our hide-out place: a fully equiped on the inside, simple looking on the outside shack... Perfect. We made ourselves comfortable and where getting ready for the fight when the cunning Mrs. Eat came out from the kitchen with a wonderful cheese board and a beautiful red-wine glass and tied us to our chairs...
It suddenly made sense... Dr. Call O'rie had schemed a trap to break down the Devils and we had fallen into it like ducks. Sitting ducks, laughed Mr. Seat! And all through Saturday The Devils sat and ate... our muscles went numb by yet another of Dr. Call O'Rie's allies: the Fireplace!
The sun came up, rising Sunday. And The Devil faught back. We were set free by the distraction of Mrs. Eat and got out of the shack. We ran to a lake and moved around awakening our muscles again! The plan woud fail, even if only partially and The Devils' selfesteem was back on track.
We defeated Mr. Call O'Rie using salads with fruits and roasted turkey and even the wine was turn up against them. Eat 'n' Seat begged for mercy and were forgiven.
Sadly we had to leave. No one is to know of our double identity so we'd have to show up to work Monday, as if nothing had happened. Yet another Mission Accomplished for The Devils.

6 comments:
Fosga-se, inglês, man?Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy God, whyyyyyyyyyyyy??
mais uma victoria.
yes.
agora falta contar a saga da luta contra a C-lulite.
Vai ser mais duro...
é o conhecido Alminhas Texuganço Powa!!!ihih!!
que fotos giras!!!!
adorei tar com voces nas hortinhas... =) beijinhos
O dificil foi mesmo o C-o-m-e-b-a-c-k! Que bem que se estava por lá, em boa companhia e cheias de tentações!!!
Já estás em Lisboa??? Isso quer dizer que agora faço mais uns comments em mais um blog de mais uma portuguesa que diz umas cenas giras? Tenho o meu cursor em cima do teu link nos meus favoritos e o dedo em cima da tecla "delete" a pensar no que vou fazer à nossa vida.
Entretanto dou-te as boas vindas, pronto...
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