chumptastic dot org 31 Jul
02
the great barstool mystery
in my building’s lobby today there’s a new sign on the bulletin board reading something like this:
due to unforeseen circumstances, i urgently require back 2 barstools that i recently sold to an asian couple. i unfortunately lost your phone number, but it is very important that i get these barstools back. i am willing to pay the original price, or, if need be, more. contact me at…
this brought to mind images of a zillion past tv shows: jewels/money/top secret documents/illicit love letters hidden beneath the seat cushions, all without a spouse’s/roommate’s/bartender’s knowledge. i can’t really imagine what would constitute a barstool emergency, quite frankly. this isn’t an episode of friends i’m living in, is it?
