On July 13, Phyllis extended her streak of consecutive lame excuses for not eating Tuesday pizza to a record-breaking two. In surpassing the old record of one (held jointly by Bob F. for the now-legendary tree story and by Phyllis herself for shoe shopping), Phyllis cited a 3 PM doctor's appointment as her reason for not eating pizza at 11:30.
According to the geeks' exceedingly liberal "any excuse will do" policy, that would have been good enough. Maybe it's a long way to the doctor's office. Maybe Phyllis drives slow. Maybe there are roses along the way that need to be stopped at and smelled. Who knows? We don't have time to worry about such details, and would have accepted the doctor's appointment without question.
But no. Apparently worried that her story sounded fishy, Phyllis cooked up a secondary tale about needing extended emergency tanning of certain body parts for the benefit of the doctor. It's clear from her excuse that legs were involved. Phyllis also notes that additional parts required sun, but a momentary lapse in her normally impeccable penpersonship leaves some doubt over just which those additional parts might be. Here's an enlarged view of the handwriting in question:
What is that word? Clearly it starts with a lower-case 'b', ends with an 's', and is four or five letters long. Given the context, the only thing that makes any sense is "buns". So I guess we have to go with that.
Buns.
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