This top-secret email plea for the return of a certain someone's keys and the attendant response inadvertently crossed my electronic path. Bummer, but veils of secrecy be damned here. It makes for a good read and some funny imagery but what I want to know is what happened to that shingle? Fuck those keys.
From: Lips
Date: Mon, 19 Dec 2005 10:47:50 -0800 (EST)
Subject: Re: MISSING KEYS
Hello all,
I hope Jack Frost's bite wasn’t too painful the next morning.
I awoke in a bit of a post blizzard blur upon leaving the
fandango and realized I had lost my keys. The last
time I remember using them wasn’t for driving but was
around 3:30am on the back porch under the tent.
I believe that I handed them to Stockbauer along with a
little a package of dazzle dust he poached in the handoff
return. This leads me to believe that someone, more than
likely looking like James, may have picked them up on
accident. I NEED THEM. They have a Korean swastika
and a beer opener attached. Please inform.
> From: Longbranch Chin
> Date: Mon, 19 Dec 2005 12:47:23 -0800 (EST)
> Subject: Re: MISSING KEYS
> Robin Williams stopped doing sha nay nay when
> he found himself on top of his car naked with his keys
> stuck up his ass.... your case does not seem that extreme.
> Keep looking, Lips. Could be in the most obvious place.
> Hmm?
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little a package of dazzle dust
Hmmmmmmm
Gina, hmmmmmm.
counting down the days to austin. lord have mercy on my septum.
like walking?
hmmm...this stockbauroker guy seems like a coke head.
Or a laddle and torch?
Click on the picture of Stockbauer; it's the best Rumor Mule rabbithole yet!
HAHA
Stockbauer had my keys afterall. Sharon shook them out of his Bill Blass slacks the next morning.
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