droids run amok

I could be updating this blog about all of the things that have happened since my last post like getting our marriage license and my awesome birthday prezzie (more on that later.) We are working on a business plan and we have a new kitty living with us. However, all of that has to take back page to the return of the droids.

As Satu will tell you, the droids made an appearance while I was at work the other day. They can often be found milling about with random objects or plotting some elaborate raid on the Naga, so it wasn't unusual to see them carrying the plastic shot glass top to a saki bottle.

 What was unusual is to find Dish Squid wearing the bottle cap as if he had been officially drafted into the lampshade brotherhood.

Though, I will admit that he looks very handsome in his new hat, and it is not unlike him to squeeze into all, or part of a bottle, this seems a little set up to me. Squid is not a trouble maker and he usually avoids the droids when they are acting out. 

If this was their only action that day, then there wouldn't be much to write about, but Squid was clearly tipsy and I am sorry to say that when squid gets drunk, he tells the most awful knock knock jokes. Toxic clocks a lot was totally over it by the time squid finally fell asleep.

These guys were found spilling out of the liquor cabinet and most of them were scrambling for bits and pieces that they had scattered about in their festivities. They tried to casually wrap things up when they were discovered, but as they weaved toward their drawer in the storage chest, this one pitched over and puked on our floor.

Not to be outdone, this one shit his pants.

Though we did get everyone tucked in safely, they have been very quiet since the party. In fact, yesterday, I heard one of them make a defeated hissing sound as he passed the liquor cabinet and turn a very pale shade of green.