I've done a great deal of running over the weekend, laying the ground work for a scheme which will one day bring me a top prize: the beer can chicken left-overs.
Basically, how it will work is:
- I become super fit through chasing after toys, crows and squirrels in the park
- At the same time as working on becoming super fit I develop a way of separating FP & ST from the left-overs by pretending to have heard something suspicious in another part of the house, or possibly in the garden
- Once they are distracted trying to work out what I'm on about, I nip back and hide the left-overs upstairs in my room
- I should also give some thought to innocent facial expressions (or extreme sleepiness impressions so that I can slope off to munch my way through the chicken in peace).
Hmmm. There is much to do.
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