A holiday project got away from me tonight. It escaped from the box, ran around the house, and had to be shot.
Actually, some baking ate the whole evening after I made dinner.
The project escaping and running amok made a better story.
I might have to use that sometime.
Butler mopping bloodstains from the marble in the atrium as guests arrive a tad early, their host explains that one of the holiday projects escaped and had to be shot for everyone's safety. Still, looks to be a great weekend in the country manor, what ho?
Oh, do lock your room doors at night, just to be certain. Better to wait until first light before coming down for breakfast.
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