Grandma baked a smack-licious broccoli cake, and a thief stole it right from under her nose. As Granny's nature dictates, she chased the thug down the street. The neighbors called the police, because frankly an old lady in her dressing gown and a head full of curlers running down the street screaming and waving her cane, wasn't normal. The police called the psychiatrist, and he put poor Granny straight into the NUTS Institute, the local madhouse. But the thing is, Granny wasn't really crazy. Maybe a tad wacky at times, but definitely not nuthouse mad. However, should she have stayed among the loonies at NUTS, she definitely would have gone insane. She needed to get out desperately! Granny asked Billy, her grandson, to help her escape. But this was not a simple task. There were all kinds of elements to deal with. Most importantly, the two monster nuns running NUTS, who were after them whenever they got a whiff of an escape attempt. How were they going to outwit the dragon nuns of NUTS? And will they survive blue juice injections, a bout of red-bum-baboon rash and bulging tree-frog eyes, being shot at with flares, man-eating rats, a laundry girl stampede and a capsized raft to get Granny out?
Granny and Billy tried several escape attempts. Some of their plans were brilliant and some plain silly, but they were ALWAYS seriously funny. The big question is, did they succeed with any of their plans? Or was Granny doomed to rot in NUTS?
Granny and Billy tried several escape attempts. Some of their plans were brilliant and some plain silly, but they were ALWAYS seriously funny. The big question is, did they succeed with any of their plans? Or was Granny doomed to rot in NUTS?
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