Memories Are Made Of This
Does this ever happen to you: you know there’s something you’re supposed to be doing, but you can’t remember what? It’s happening to me right now! And whatever it is is so close, like a shadowy person just about to step under a street light, a sight I’ve seen more than once on stakeouts with Bernie. We run the Little Detective Agency, in case I haven’t mentioned that yet. Our specialty is missing persons cases but lots of times we’ve had to do divorce work, too, on account of our finances being a mess. Once Bernie invested in this company that was going to make Hawaiian pants. After that was all over, Bernie said, “Hawaiian shirts are big, so what the hell happened?” I didn’t know. The whole clothes thing is a little beyond me, although I admit I prefer when humans keep them on.
Where was I?
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