We did nothing but stare at Jerome’s prone body for awhile.
Then we got lost in our own private thoughts.
Finally it was nap time.
When we woke up, Jerome was still lying motionless.
“Are these his brains?” asked the HR lady while kicking at some pinkish-gray clumps that were oozing from Jerome’s head.
Star Child Two swooped down to take a closer look.
I also took a closer look, without the swooping.
“Don’t know if he actually ever had any,” I said.
I thought it was funny.
So did Star Child Two.
The HR lady did not, which I could tell by the way she violently slapped me.
“Fine, fine, fine,” I said. “It’s actually not brains but pieces of fiberglass insulation.”
This was interesting.
Now we had another mystery to solve.
“What are we going to have for our mid-morning snack?” I asked.
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