Well naturally.....I also had an experience that was slightly out of the ordinary. It all started three Fridays ago when I got out of the shower. There was an old lady waiting for me in my room. My first reaction was to knock her out.....so I did. In the meantime I put on some clothes and shaved. The hag came to about thirty minutes later during the rerun of 106 and Park. So I knocked her out again so I could finish my show. As the show went off I started to wonder why was this hoe was in my room and who let her in there. I figured it was that faggot Bill O'rielly but he wasn't around, so i must have been Larry. The woman started to stink and I was waiting for her to wake up when I realized she wasn't breathing. So instinctively, I burried the body with one of Larry's shirts stuffed in her mouth.

About the time I got done, this rat strolled up and started talkin to me. He said his name was Woot and that he had lost is statue. At first I had my guard up because I thought it was that damn Loch Ness Monster again. But when he mentioned that he wanted a statue and not Tree Fity, it was all good. I hadn't seen any statues lately and told him that he was probably lost. So I asked him what the statue looked like and he said that it was big, green, and was of a woman holding a torch. So then I asked him where he was from and he said New York. All I could think of was how do you lose a huge statue like that? I always wondered who that thing belonged to. I told Woot that he needed to get on a plane to get back home and he would find his statue.

So the next day I took old Wooty to the airport and booked him on the first flight to the Apple. He was very appreciative and said that he would wire me the money when he got home. I figured that he was a rat of his word so I said ok. come to find out...Woot wasn't the owner of the statue after all. I never got my money, only a postcard that said "I am sorrier than you'll ever know" signed "the rat who would do anything." I figured he had watched too many Kevin Spacey movies so I just acted like it never happened.....till the next day it hit me. It WAS that damn Loch Ness Monster but he had a new strategy. All the guy wanted was a plane ticket so he could swim back to his home country. I had to admit, he got me good. But I wasn't about to let it go. I was bound to get revenge..... (To Be Continued).