Alpaca! Wake up! We overslept and it’s past eight o’clock!
Hmm… what? I’m going to snooze for a few more minutes. Don’t worry, I won’t miss the school bus.
Oh that’s just great. Thanks to Dizzy, I’m not dressed in my formal attire, Alpaca is barely conscious, and we’re late for the party! That fuzz for brains sheep has been wildly changing the clocks, believing for some reason that we needed to be prepared for the new Dizzy Deal time.
First he moved them back four hours and woke everyone up at midnight. Then he realized that was no good because the clocks would say 4:00 at 8:00, so he moved them back another four hours. That way they would read 12:00 at 8:00, somehow thinking it made more sense because the deal normally changes when the clock says 12:00.
It gets better though. He didn't tell anyone he was changing anything! He snuck around like some mysterious, meddlesome time fairy, here to make you think you're crazy when you start nodding off at two o'clock in the afternoon.
The result? Alpaca and I had no idea what time it was last night and stayed up all night thinking it was earlier in the day. We thought we had better nap if there was any chance of staying awake tonight.
So Happy New Year’s Eve from an under-dressed gargoyle and an unconscious alpaca!