What the...

[Lord McGuffin]

Maybe it was just a dream, I don't know anymore... But last night I was visited by 3 magical barrels who came with gifts of wood. They sang a mystical song, something about an eye, a cotton, a Joe.

Nah, must have been caused by the 40 or so room temperature oysters I had for dinner. 

[Granny]

I feel like I should have made popcorn for this. Please tell me there's more!

[Lord McGuffin]

I wish there were more to tell, unfortunately they vanished in their mysterious vehicle as quickly as they appeared... I didn't even have time to think of getting my phone to take a picture

Btw, I'm told they prefer being referred to as "Barrel people" and not "Barrellers" (which is derogatory apparently in the barrel community). 

I hope to see them again someday, and when that day comes hopefully they'll bring loads of high quality metal this time.