Sorry for my absence. After a few years at Haunted Chez Lethal, my fiance and I are cohabitating in a new home. Chester has a nice big yard and his favorite thing, a cold cement slab (no, really!) and a few porches. My ghosts will miss me, I'm sure. As I unpacked and placed my items on the shelf from the box marked "MARWALS" (of course I had one) there was one missing...
Description: Chalkware. Birthdate: 1960s. Birthplace: Florida. "Polynesian" Boy, although often mistaken for girl on auction sites. Known to wear melon lipstick. Groomed brows. Prefers Mia Farrow NOT Justin Bieber. No arms, legs, or trunk so cannot get far. Last seen: Hollywood vicinity. Family, especially Uncle Sabu and twin sister miss very much.
Monday, January 28, 2013
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6 comments:
But what of the neighborhood hookers?
I fear maybe they, or the meth addicts, may have kidnapped him...now I live high up in the treetops where my neighbors are nothing but birds.
I hate losing things when I move. When I was packing up my belongings in Malden, I could not find my copy of "Lost White Tribes."
So which is worse? Losing a "Lost White Tribe" or losing a Polynesian chalk-boy? Oh, the conundrums... Jx
I got an APB out right now.
Welcome home.
He's still missing!
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