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MISSING:
We suspect that Spliffy was abducted and/or set free sometime between last night and this morning. Unfortunatley, We were not there to witness his escape. This morning, when Michael returned home for work from staying at my house all night, he discovered Spliff's cage obviously tampered with. The top to the cage was open, the screw on holes on the sides were taken off. And spliffy was missing. Now, that cage is like, top-of-the-line shit. $25, man. Houdini couldnt get out of that motherfucker. (If he was a hamster.) So we've ruled out an intended escape.
Mind you, Michael and his family have shitloads of kids come over there everyday. And whenever Michael isn't there, he shuts his bedroom door (which is located in the finished basement, along with a pool table, a big screen HD tv, playstation, dart board, and an arcade game.) It never fails to suprise us whenever we return, that his bedroom door is WIDE FUCKING open.
Im not sure what it is about his room, but people just like to go in there. someone even stole the filmstrip of the very first pictures Michael and I took at the mall.
Why? I have no fucking clue. People are probably stealing our used condoms out of the fucking garbage too.
So, the door was wide open, the cage was fucked with, my hamster is missing, and i have about 10 little freak neighbor kids on my suspect list.
Yes, I said neighbor kids. I dont know what it is about that house, but it's like a fucking YMCA for these kids to get away from their fucked up mom.
I swear to god. I will go around the block and fucking kick the shit out of those stupid fucking kids until I find my hamster.
I'm just scared they stole it. And/or Kimmy is an evil satanic witch and she'll let Reggie down into the basement and let him eat Spliffy.
ugh....I dont know. Im so upset. I regret not leaving him at my house where he was safe. I just wanted him to be in the A/C when it got hot out, you know??
and Michael never remembers to bring him along when he comes to stay the night.
Im a bad pet owner. damnit. wtf. i suck. this is my fault.
this already happened once.
that little fuckin crazy kid came over and went and messed with his cage, and his lookout tower fell on the ground with him in it and broke into 209823083 peices. and we couldnt find him then either.
damnit, i shouldve known better.
fuck im so pissed.
ugh.
well, if anyone sees him.
please contact me. hmph.
on a lighter note....t-mobile is the shit, and my phone service is now officially better than yours.
how you ask??
call my phone. you'll see.
dance! got canned heat in my heels tonight....
- NAME: Spliff, Spliffy
- AGE: Approximately 3-4 months
- WEIGHT: 5 oz.
- HAIR COLOR: Dirty Blonde, w/ few brown low lights.
- LAST SEEN: Monday, June 20th 2005 approximatly 6:20 pm. In his cage, located in Michael 's bedroom, on top of his 4 foot dresser. Cage was secured tightly with many different "screw on" plastic holes in their appropriate "lock down" positions.
- DISCOVERED MISSING: Tuesday, June 21 2005 approximatly 7:30 AM.
We suspect that Spliffy was abducted and/or set free sometime between last night and this morning. Unfortunatley, We were not there to witness his escape. This morning, when Michael returned home for work from staying at my house all night, he discovered Spliff's cage obviously tampered with. The top to the cage was open, the screw on holes on the sides were taken off. And spliffy was missing. Now, that cage is like, top-of-the-line shit. $25, man. Houdini couldnt get out of that motherfucker. (If he was a hamster.) So we've ruled out an intended escape.
Mind you, Michael and his family have shitloads of kids come over there everyday. And whenever Michael isn't there, he shuts his bedroom door (which is located in the finished basement, along with a pool table, a big screen HD tv, playstation, dart board, and an arcade game.) It never fails to suprise us whenever we return, that his bedroom door is WIDE FUCKING open.
Im not sure what it is about his room, but people just like to go in there. someone even stole the filmstrip of the very first pictures Michael and I took at the mall.
Why? I have no fucking clue. People are probably stealing our used condoms out of the fucking garbage too.
So, the door was wide open, the cage was fucked with, my hamster is missing, and i have about 10 little freak neighbor kids on my suspect list.
Yes, I said neighbor kids. I dont know what it is about that house, but it's like a fucking YMCA for these kids to get away from their fucked up mom.
I swear to god. I will go around the block and fucking kick the shit out of those stupid fucking kids until I find my hamster.
I'm just scared they stole it. And/or Kimmy is an evil satanic witch and she'll let Reggie down into the basement and let him eat Spliffy.
ugh....I dont know. Im so upset. I regret not leaving him at my house where he was safe. I just wanted him to be in the A/C when it got hot out, you know??
and Michael never remembers to bring him along when he comes to stay the night.
Im a bad pet owner. damnit. wtf. i suck. this is my fault.
this already happened once.
that little fuckin crazy kid came over and went and messed with his cage, and his lookout tower fell on the ground with him in it and broke into 209823083 peices. and we couldnt find him then either.
damnit, i shouldve known better.
fuck im so pissed.
ugh.
well, if anyone sees him.
please contact me. hmph.
on a lighter note....t-mobile is the shit, and my phone service is now officially better than yours.
how you ask??
call my phone. you'll see.
dance! got canned heat in my heels tonight....