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"Wot's gotten into him?"
"I unno. He was like that when I found him."
The two gnomes stood in the doorway, watching as the Acceptance Bin continued to roll around the secretary's office. It seemed that the Bin had somehow acquired a roll of toilet paper and was busying itself with wrapping itself in it.
"Ya think it's the one that managed to write 'redrum' on the mirror?"
"Don't be daft. The Bin can't spell. 'sides, I ain't cleaning that up."
"But what if it means something?" The other gnome protested.
"Look," the other gnome reached out and clapped a hand on his fellow's shoulder. "Let's just say that if it starts flingin' curses around like nobody's business, I'd hate to be around when one of the teachers catches. Ya follow? C'mon. The faster we get out of here the sooner we can claim we didn't see it, the more'n'likely we won't have to unwrap it when it gets done playin' Revenge of the Mummy."
"I unno. He was like that when I found him."
The two gnomes stood in the doorway, watching as the Acceptance Bin continued to roll around the secretary's office. It seemed that the Bin had somehow acquired a roll of toilet paper and was busying itself with wrapping itself in it.
"Ya think it's the one that managed to write 'redrum' on the mirror?"
"Don't be daft. The Bin can't spell. 'sides, I ain't cleaning that up."
"But what if it means something?" The other gnome protested.
"Look," the other gnome reached out and clapped a hand on his fellow's shoulder. "Let's just say that if it starts flingin' curses around like nobody's business, I'd hate to be around when one of the teachers catches. Ya follow? C'mon. The faster we get out of here the sooner we can claim we didn't see it, the more'n'likely we won't have to unwrap it when it gets done playin' Revenge of the Mummy."