Fat Guy Follies

I didn't get any treasure, but the little rascal danced on my head last night, and I think he pooped in my mouth. He left his hat in my room, so I know he was here last night.


Wee Eck got his first tool. A 9/16 combination wrench. He is looking forward to being able to use it.


Perhaps I should head back to bed to see if the little green guy returns.

Cheers
Bryan O'Too Much Guiness