mopping with the chickens

Phil was  tad upset. Someone had nominated. Meby even everyone, pssoble even Tara. How could they. Still, on the bright side, Phil thought, he didn't need the money, plus it gave him some more time to work on his cloning experiments.
 
Phil walked back into the "house" whilst an argument was goin on. Katrina had just won a hand of poker and was currewnlty munching on a twiglet and a monster munch at the same time.
 
"Any body mind if I join in the next game?"
 
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