Monday, August 24, 2009

Mission Impossible



Okay, I gathered a bit of the situation from the dudes running Ari's kitchen. Apparantly I was kidnapped by Aristotle Metropolis. Ari, people, Ari! He stares at a hunk of cheese for hours on end and then orders zebras and peacocks! Yeah, that sounds like a kidnapper. Problem is, I've had some trouble sneaking out of his mansion. First off, it's the size of the White House--with about the same number of bathrooms and bedrooms--and second, it's crawling with people who are frantic that I stay right where I am so they don't lose me again.



Tell me, how am I supposed to go tell the police to cut Ari some slack if I'm cooped up here? But every time I try to leave the kitchen where they have me, I'm "escorted" back and told to wait where I am. Wait my foot, I'm busting outta here and getting Ari loose.



Right after lunch, anyway. I'm starved, and those burgers the chef's cookin' up look incredible.



After that, though, I'm outta here. I'll figure some way out. Hey, anybody out there, you willing to help me break away from these crazy servants?


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