Well, since Brenda FedExed something to him, she may have his address, and then we would knock on the door and.... My imagination fails.
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I'll have some free time this summer. I could Trixie Belden myself up to Wisconsin and lovingly hand deliver a package from the Buffistas. IJS.
I could Trixie Belden myself up to Wisconsin and lovingly hand deliver a package from the Buffistas.
I can only imagine what would be in it.
We could break into Gus' house while he's out of town, and he'd have to call the sherrif to evict us!
Ha ha! Callbacks are the key to comedy.
Oh dear. What's the story here?
Well, since Brenda FedExed something to him, she may have his address, and then we would knock on the door and.... My imagination fails.
"Is this the residence of one Guy Buttersnaps?"
Ha ha! Callbacks are the key to comedy.
Ha!
Oh dear. What's the story here?
He was ("was") out of town for an extended period -- visiting his son or something? -- and came home to find a squatter in his house.
(One of Gus' anecdotes was returning to WI after a long period in, like, Switzerland building an aspirin replicator and canoodling with his genius Korean goilfriend, and he got home and some guy had moved into his house. And wouldn't leave.)
I may vaguely remember that, actually.
And had drunk all of his whiskey. Or something.
(One of Gus' anecdotes was returing to WI after a long period in, like Switzerland building an aspirin replicator and canoodling with his genius Korean goilfriend, and he got home and some guy had moved into his house. And wouldn't leave.)
An aspirin replicator! A true genius, there.