Sunday, June 28, 2009

Odd Prowler Sighting




On a quiet summer day in the municipality of Mulch Park, Nebraska, a stout Canadian taxi stopped to ask directions. The person giving the directions recognized the passenger as the Odd Prowler and reported it to the FBI missing persons desk helpline.

"Do I get a reward?"

"You don't get any compensation until the individual in the memo is in custody."

"I got a confession to make."

"What is it." Officer Barnett was getting impatient with the caller.

The caller fumbled vocally, "I think I gave him bad directions. I couldn't understand that taxi driver. Sorry."

"We are on the case."

"But it's gonna be all right?"

A dial tone.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Mayor Smithly, Where are you? They need help!

Toba Kamputau
Kenya, East Africa

Anonymous said...

Why is BGPP using clip art instead of real photos? What kind of lame-ass photojournalist are you staffing there?

Mildred Tucker
Chowchilla Women's Prison

bluegreenplant said...

What are you talking about? The Blue Green Power Plant uses its own photographers. They just prefer to remain anonymous.