Swan Eaters by Georgia Dunn for June 07, 2019

And about time too.

YES! (Hmmm. Turn them into swans and eat them?)

I see their true colors shining through! Have at, ’em Olwin. “Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of WAR!” —or the hounds of hades!

Ye finally have gone too far!

A hush fell over the crowd, while fire and brimstone fell from the sky leaving behind nothing but barren, scorched earth. From that day forward, nobody in the village ever smiled again

Ok, after statements like that there’s no redemption now!Toast them!

Show them who’s boss, Granny!

Sic ‘em, Olwen! Maybe we’ll get lucky and Wiggy will chip in and Winnie will swoop in at the last minute. That village is toast. (“Don’t cross the streams.”)

Wow, those are the people who are really rotten to the core of their beings….whatever kind of beings they actually are.

At long last, the curse.

They have shown their true selves…time for Olwen to show them hers

They sound like pretty normal human beings to me.

Clearly nobody has spent any time with Ivan, if those smiling doomed idiots think they can help the triplets.

…with Beach boys tune, Little Old Lady of Pasadena, running in my head…. Go Granny, go Granny, go Granny, go!

To misquote Bugs Bunny, “Of curse you know, this means war!”

Maybe she’ll turn them into swans.

Delicious, delicious swans…

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About time!!

And so it begins———-

I’ve been wondering if the over the top smiling was a former curse (or maybe blessing gone awry).

Curse them with children like your own Granny.

And with that…all of the townsfolks’ teeth came falling out.