Go fix the Chicken Coop
You go to the woman’s house, a nice place in the suburbs,
and there in the back garden find a dishevelled coop. Half the wood is rotten,
the wire is rusty and the door doesn’t close properly. Arming yourself with
tools from the shed you get to work, but as you begin fixing the latch you spot
out the corner of your eye a strutting hen who is the spitting image of
eighties pop star Kim Wilde.
Do you:
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