Do y'all remember, last year year about this time, when I started torturing my Hunny with a cute wee clown? The clown was a darling thing. See?
It was so much fun, hiding him in Hunny's shoes, in the shower, the underwear drawer, in his truck, wherever I could tuck him away.
Then, one day, the cute wee clown disappeared. We thought he'd gone for good.
Until this week. When this came in the mail for my Hunny:
And this, for me:
Whoever kidnapped cute wee clown is making demands, pitting me and Hunny against one another. It's so wrong.
The letters had no return address, the mailing stickers computer printed. I've had them dusted for prints, but none show up. The postmark is out of Baton Rouge. I've been wracking my brain to figure out who I know in Baton Rouge. Anyone out there have an idea? I just want the cute wee clown back.
I'm willing to send all of my Hunny's Storm Trooper dolls to get him back.
Until I write again ...
Flea
8 comments:
LOL...never a dull moment at the House 'o Flea!
Oh, too funny! You and Hunny need to get together to figure out what to do. Does his fear/hatred of clowns out-weigh the desire to keep things from getting killed? It will be interesting to see where this leads!
Sounds like another Pittsburgh blogger prank to me!!!!!
BTW too freakin' hilarious!!
Baton Rouge, eh?
snickers... tooo funny!!!!!
LOL whoever went to all the trouble of making this happen should be well rewarded for creating laughs all over your world and blog world. :D
Oh, my, but I love you both!!
Pearl
Oh, SOOO awesome. LOLOL Thanks for the hoot!
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