Nobody at Think-A-Holic Lounge actually believes that Fred Fortune managed to escape from that so-called prison that the Reptilians run for the Grays on the planet Mars. In fact, most of us regular Lounge lizards think Fred Fortune is nothing but a homeless con man who probably still lives in L.A. and who probably lost his job because of his big mouth.
But, just in case we're all wrong — and Fred Fortune is right — our bigass head bartender, Angus McCloud, put up this wanted poster that the Intergalactic Police sent us the other day. Maybe Fred Fortune is just a bum and a liar. But maybe he's a hero of some sort and nobody knows it. And maybe we'll never know.
Still, it never hurts to play it safe.
But, just in case we're all wrong — and Fred Fortune is right — our bigass head bartender, Angus McCloud, put up this wanted poster that the Intergalactic Police sent us the other day. Maybe Fred Fortune is just a bum and a liar. But maybe he's a hero of some sort and nobody knows it. And maybe we'll never know.
Still, it never hurts to play it safe.
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