Sometimes I fancy myself a detective. For example, as you might recall, if you leave an anonymous, ominous note on my car, I’ll hunt you down and make you beg for mercy. I can’t leave things unsolved. Look here, see, there’s an answer for everything and I’ll stop at nothing to find it, see. Continue reading
If you happened to read Pranks! And an unsolved mystery…a mysterprank!, then you know that I’m still trying to solve the case of a string of prank phone calls regarding my allegedly missing shoes in 2010.
I figured that post could possibly unleash the dormant mysterpranker, and hoped it would lead to some sort of resolution. Instead, it opened up a clusterfuck that spanned continents and pushed the boundaries of the Matrix. It was the most thrilling afternoon of my life. Continue reading