Funny how other peoples ideas sound more fun when you don't have to be the person doing it.
Lindsay texted me or facebook messaged me or did something to me that wasn't actually talking to me today about Reggie.
He reminded me that Don was at this big ice fishing competition this weekend and maybe...just maybe Reggie's death needn't be in vain. Maybe in fact he made the ultimate sacrifice and turned him self over to be bait in a bid to win the $10,000 booty. Like a mug then I came home on my dinner break and sifted through a bin full of moldy chick peas, gone sour whipping cream, rock hard pomegranates and Ziploc bags of uneaten McDonald's burgers (Dons burger ,not mine...and in fact burger, not burgers) to look for his dead body.....nothing. Did I forget to mention the contents of my Dyson too.....not just that but a Dyson that had picked up a carton of the Pet Smell Eliminator Powder that is like Shake-and-Vac.
*Soo glad I decided to clean out the fridge and empty the vacuum this morning*
By the time I got to the bottom of the bag I realised that Don probably took the bag outside so I had a sift through there....
...and there he was, lying on an old envelope. Stunk a little, no....stunk a lot. I needn't have been worried about any Lazarus effect cos Reggie is well and truly dead. Like dead dead.
Fingers crossed he nets us the big bounty in the Fishing Derby, I just have to get him sent up north.....
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