You return to your scooter to find a badger and red zorro have been taking it for a spin.

Your office window has a horse head looking in.

Your corporate garden is used as a night time wrestling ring.

What happens on your office roof, are these people organised?

Should I call the police?

Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, a combination of special branch, paranoid security guards and undercover police saw that we were eventually sent off to bed.

Dreaming nightmares and looking forward to our presents being found in the morning...


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