They weren't sequins!

My daughters are away dancing in competitions this week. I got an "dire emergency" call from my partner to bring over some sequins as a costume had ripped. The instructions were that they were in "the only plastic bag under the clothes-horse". When I went over there, there were TWO bags. Because of the "emergency", I just grabbed both, figuring that I could work out the right one later.

Hurtled over there and then handed over both bags before I could explain. A few moments later, the door crashes open and someone (no names but "Hello, love of my life!") comes out and says "what the hell is this?"

It turns out that the second bag was actually full of the contents of the kitty litter tray that I had been emptying the day before and had "lost" when I had to put it down to haul the cat off the budgie's cage. D'oh!

Noooooooooo ..... oh wait

I was about to pour scorn on the news of a 300 sequel and then I see that Frank Miller will write a graphic novel first and then Snyder and Miller do a script and then they'll do the movie. Whew! That team did a fine job of 300 so hopefully they'll do as well again. What will they call it? 1?