The Wiggles kept moving.
"It says to stop... here" said Jeff.
The door they were in front of was marked "Nut Sorting Room".
"Nut sorting room?" said Anthony.
"Well, some chocolates have nuts in them" said Murray.
The Wiggles entered the room and saw squirrels un-shelling the nuts and sorting them.
"Wow! Squirrels!" said Anthony.
"But why would squirrels be trained to work in a factory?" said Jeff.
"Hmm... maybe it's because squirrels can get the whole nut out every single time" said Greg.
"And look! They know which nuts are good and which ones aren't" said Murray.
Greg moved in to have a closer look.
"Greg? Are you sure that's safe?" said Murray.
"Of course it's safe. They're only squirrels" said Greg.
But then the squirrels saw him and jumped off their stools.
They tackled Greg and pinned him to the ground.
And one squirrel tapped his forehead.
"Mr Dankworth? What are they doing to Greg?" said Anthony.
"What they were trained to do. Testing to see if he's a good or bad nut" said Dankworth's voice.
The squirrel squeaked angrily.
"Does that mean..." said Murray.
"Yes. Greg is a bad nut" said Dankworth's voice.
"Where are they taking him?" said Jeff.
"Where every bad nut goes. Down the garbage chute" said Dankworth's voice.
"Where does the chute lead to?" said Murray.
"To the furnace." said Dankworth's voice.
"Huh?!" said the Wiggles one at a time.
Soon, Greg was thrown down the chute.
"I don't see how this can get any weirder" said Jeff.
"Greg! Are you alright? Can you hear me?" said Murray.
"Yes! But I don't know where I am" said Greg from inside the chute.
The Oompa Loompas sang another song.
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Greg Page took the wrong route
And has gone down the garbage chute
And he will meet as he descends
A rather different set of friends
A rather different set of friends
A rather different set of friends
A fish head, for example, cut
This morning from a halibut
An oyster from an oyster stew
A steak that no one else would chew
And lots of other things as well
Each with this rather horrid smell
Horrid smell
And these are Greg's new found friends
That he will meet as he descends
And these are Greg's new found friends
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
What made him do this, what indeed?
What forced him when it had no need?
What turned his decisiveness flat
What is the culprit? What did that?
The guilty one, as you can see
Was his own curiosity
"It's not my fault I was curious!" said Greg.
"What do we do?" said Murray.
"Do you see any way out in there, Greg?" said Jeff.
"No! It's really dark in here" said Greg.
"Then that means the furnace isn't on" said Anthony.
"Actually, I'm pretty sure I'm stuck in the chute" said Greg.
"If I didn't know better, Greg is stuck just inside the tube below the top" said Murray.
"Then one of us is gonna have to reach in there and get him out" said Anthony.
"I'm the one with the super speed. So I should be the one to outrun those squirrels" said Jeff.
So Jeff quickly ran into where the squirrels were, reached in, and pulled Greg out.
"Greg!" the Wiggles said unison.
"I was just pulled out of a garbage chute and I'm still clean" said Greg.
"Beauty. Now let's carry on" said Jeff.
