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Oh no. Oh God. The WiFi stopped working.

  • Oh no. Oh God. The WiFi stopped working. What was she to do? How would she survive?
  • She started to desperately dial the numbers on the phone, yelling, "Work, damn you! WORK!" One way or another, her WiFi was going to be fixed no matter the cost.
  • Her jealous coworker was conspiring in the cubicle nearby, fingers clattering away at the keyboard. If he could help it, she would never check her Pinterest ever again.
  • The next time she brought in a batch of baked cookie monsters, he inserted a human nail into the biggest. Agnes from Ad Hoc Projects choked to death on it. Det Manatee arrived in a
  • stretch aquatic limo, fresh off the daytime talk show circuit following his latest case. Manatee scoped the scene. "You say Agnes choked on the cookie nail, eh? But what about
  • THIS?!" Manatee held up a frog. No one said a word. "That's right. I found it stuffed in Agnes' mouth." A skinny man spoke up nervously. "She was trying to tell me something, but
  • I'd had it with Agnes. The nagging. The vitriol. So I did what any rational man'd do: I smashed a frog in her trap" he said, bawling. But Manatee didn't believe his crocodile tears
  • because he was a crocodile. So Det, Manatee said, "Listen, I know it's tough being a crocodile. My brother-in-law is a crocodile, but I just have one serious question for you."
  • With a sigh the crocodile looked up and grunted "What?". "Should anyone ever smile at you?" asked Det, Manatee, with a thoughtful expression.
  • "Crocodiles haven't evolved to recognize facial expressions. Whatever you do with your face, it always looks…" With only 5 pounds of force, Det. Manatee held the croc's jaws shut.

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