| The Bold Adventures of Mr. Harvey, Bold Adventurer! | ||||
| It was midnight. That's the time the freaks usually come out of the woodwork and bring me cases. Of course, the building I'm in has no woodwork, they tell me it's just an expression. If there's one thing I've learned on this job, it's that words can be decieving. Take my very eigth case, for example. It was midnight. Woodwork time. As if on cue, a freak came through my creaky stone door. I could tell he was a freak because he was wearing a Disneyland sweatshirt, and WASN'T OF ASIAN DECENT. "Mr. Harvey, I have something I need you to do for me..." It was then that I realized what he wanted me to do for him. The particular way he stood and blinked and his pulse rate and precise body temperature and the number of hairs on his right eyebrow indicated that I must go to some cave and find some jewel. "You need to go to the Cave of No Return and retrieve the Forbidden Jewel. Can you do this?" I was immediately upset by several questions: How do they know it's a cave of no return if no one has ever returned from it to tell them it's a cave of no return? Why is this Jewel Forbidden, and why would anyone want it? Who is this freak? And did he have a great time at Disneyland? Little did I know that this was only the beginning. But I'm sure you knew that. Or did you...? ********* So I traveled to Disneyland. For about four hours, I was stumped. But then I realized the population of tourists here at the park dropped by two percent. That could only mean one thing: I should check the Teacup Ride. As the rain started pouring down again, I ran to the Teacups. Too late! A man in an old trench coat had started the ride. I went into the booth and punched him until he stopped breathing alot. I then stopped the ride. Obviously, the length of his mustache indicated he had hidden some docutment on the ride. Not only that, but his left shoe had a scuff about four inches from the heel. He was one of Louie's boys. I cautiously examined each Teacup until I found what I was looking for. A park map! But there was a secret message on the back. It was cleverly encrypted so that only the man who wrote it would know what it meant. It meant "I had a mediocre time at Disneyland." I knew because I did a Google search. So my customer didn't have a good time. Louie was after the Jewel. The Cave of No Return is yet to be comprehended. And now, more importantly than the other questions, is this quandry: How much do the churros cost?! [To be continued...] |
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