Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Somebody Call Sherlock Holmes

You just have to love a good mystery.  I assume there once was a photograph attached in that big blank space on the left, but alas, it has gone missing as well.  I thought about making a missing poster for that photo, but I'm just so busy doing this crap.  It really is a quandary for me.  Like holding two mirrors against each other.  What do you see?  A window into another wonderful dimension where pets don't wander off?  Nope. Just an endless tunnel of mirrors.  Try it, I'm serious.  Let me know the results because, like I said, I'm just too busy.

"Missing!  Deeply Missed, Name:  Kush, Address: (withheld by me), Phone: (also withheld.  I'm trying to protect people's privacy here.  Jesus.), $Reward$, DEEPLY Missed"


So we know Kush is deeply missed; they said that twice.  Also, it's named Kush, whatever it is, so the owners are probably potheads.  You see how flawless my logic is?  Maybe it is weed.  That would be a pretty dumb poster to put up, sending teenagers all over town looking for that stray bag.  To smoke themselves.  Little do they know, I found it already.  And I smoked that shit.

I'll get back to this later.  I skipped bathing yesterday because I got sick and I wonder; which one of you dickholes gave me a cold?  Fess up!  I'm getting ripe, and if I find you, I'm totally giving you a face full of armpit, because I'm DEEPLY pissed.  HA!  Hilarious!  Once again, see how busy I am?



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