I don’t know about you guys, but as a kid growing up in the late 80s-early 90s, I LIVED for my Wednesday night Unsolved Mysteries. Oh, Robert Stack, how you beguiled me with intriguing tales of long lost siblings, the ghost of Billy the Kid, and the likes of El Chupacabra. (You even had me convinced that my parents had adopted away my twin at birth. That is, until my mom produced my birth certificate to set me straight.)
We have recently had a mystery of our own in my household. The past few weeks I have carefully purchased enough deli meat to make sandwiches for our lunches, and yet every week, we have run out by Wednesday or Thursday.
Little did I know that one afternoon I would walk into our kitchen and stumble across The Mystery of the Disappearing Lunchmeat revealed!
What you are about to see is not a news broadcast. The following is a re-enactment of an actual eyewitness account. (note: the re-enactment could not be filmed at the actual crime scene, due to a Bad Lighting Situation. And also due to a Dishwasher in Pieces and Cluttering the Kitchen Floor Situation.)
Seems innocent enough, right? A dog looks up adoringly at her owner.
The owner speaks: “Hello Holly. Would you like to play a game? You’ll like this game. I call it Silence of the Labs.”
The narrator starts to get suspicious: “Hey, wait a minu—”
“OH THE HORROR! WHAT AM I LOOKING AT RIGHT NOW?”
“Is it over? Did I black out? Why does my dog smell like Honey Ham?”
hahaha
well at least she got to eat the meat afterwards, right?
LMAO
what a cutie, that’s so funny.. it’s all worth it in the end.