“I wonder what would happen if…?”, thought Ant,as he climbed into the dryer. “Hey, Dec”, he called to his partner-in-crime, who was still unloading his washing, wearing the traffic cone they’d just taken from the roadworks outside. “What do you reckon would happen if I got into one of these?” Already known as a pair of pranksters in their few short months at university, the two decided to find out.
Five minutes later, Ant managed to kick the door open, which fortunately shut the dryer down. He managed to clamber out of the dryer, but collapsed into a heap as soon as his leg hit the floor. With a broken arm to accompany his broken leg, Ant now cut a very forlorn figure.
In the meantime, Dec was dialling for an ambulance. They’d better get Ant to hospital, so they could x-ray his head.