IOM #26

One morning George woke up believing he was Dan Lazar. He wasn't, so when he went to Lazar's snazzy office he wasn't let in. George fired everyone and went to the rooftop to play in Lazar's personal helicopter. Unfortunately there was no helicopter, but a griffin told him to twirl around quickly instead.

A security guard came and threatened to called the cops on him.

"Where's my helicopter?" George asked, still twirling.

The guard called the cops and one was named Jack Reacher, so George laughed. Reacher put George in a cell with a psychopath named Moonbeam and laughed louder.

This is heresy on so many levels that Miss Snark feels the need for a cleansing gin.

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