After I thawed out from Antarctica I started to focus more on the hunt for Mandy. I did a little more research on Kaman and found what Sam Cassel (Mandy’s favorite) once said of the man:
Kaman is…"like a far-away island, farther than Hawaii, way, way out there."
And because I take things really literally I set out to find this far away island that Kaman is…or has…er…yes, yes that’s it! Kaman has an island! And that is where he would take Mandy! And it happens to be way out there. Yes, yes, way out there. Farther than Hawaii! Great Scott I was on to something!
I made my way to California and was prepared to fly a helicopter to his island to rescue my friend.
While in Cali I did some more sleuthing. Mandy’s trail of clues grew larger. I found her 34D bra lying on the side of the road. Somewhere out there she was running around, bouncing through the ocean with no support to lift and separate.
I also found a tube of her favorite lip gloss: C.O. Bigelow's Mentha Lip Shine. She would never leave anywhere without that. Foul play? It must be.
I stopped by a local bar and armed myself with many empty beer bottles. If it was going to be a hostile situation to retrieve her I was to be prepared. Some might say I have ninja like moves when it comes to breaking beer bottles and using them as weapons. The people who say that would be correct. Those same people might even say I’m too good at bar fighting with broken bottles of Miller High Life. Once again, hitting the nail on the head. Those same people might actually only be Mandy and I. Even more reason why I need to get her back.
The helicopter was ready and so was I. I set out on what was sure to be a glorious rescue or my last adventure. In which case if it had been you would have gotten an even more ridiculous post from the afterlife. Sorry I lived.
The thrilling conclusion is so close...so very close...
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Kaman is…"like a far-away island, farther than Hawaii, way, way out there."
And because I take things really literally I set out to find this far away island that Kaman is…or has…er…yes, yes that’s it! Kaman has an island! And that is where he would take Mandy! And it happens to be way out there. Yes, yes, way out there. Farther than Hawaii! Great Scott I was on to something!
I made my way to California and was prepared to fly a helicopter to his island to rescue my friend.
While in Cali I did some more sleuthing. Mandy’s trail of clues grew larger. I found her 34D bra lying on the side of the road. Somewhere out there she was running around, bouncing through the ocean with no support to lift and separate.
I also found a tube of her favorite lip gloss: C.O. Bigelow's Mentha Lip Shine. She would never leave anywhere without that. Foul play? It must be.
I stopped by a local bar and armed myself with many empty beer bottles. If it was going to be a hostile situation to retrieve her I was to be prepared. Some might say I have ninja like moves when it comes to breaking beer bottles and using them as weapons. The people who say that would be correct. Those same people might even say I’m too good at bar fighting with broken bottles of Miller High Life. Once again, hitting the nail on the head. Those same people might actually only be Mandy and I. Even more reason why I need to get her back.
The helicopter was ready and so was I. I set out on what was sure to be a glorious rescue or my last adventure. In which case if it had been you would have gotten an even more ridiculous post from the afterlife. Sorry I lived.
The thrilling conclusion is so close...so very close...
[Quote found here.]
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You had me at 34D.
If we had photographic evidence of said 34D bra, perhaps we could assist in the search.