Carlos answered quickly and demanded, “Juan, where the hell are you? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you. Do you have any leads on our missing uncle? And don’t tell me you’ve gone Bozotic on me!”
Juan blankly stared off into space and absentmindedly asked, “Bozotic?”
Carlos snapped, “Yes, Bozotic. You know, that’s where Bozo the Clown has a colossal idiotic moment and goes Bozotic for all intents and purposes!”
Juan, with a very annoyed tone, responded, “No, Carlos. I have not gone Bozotic.” Then in a hushed tone, he triumphantly proclaimed, “But, yes, Carlos, I have found our uncle.”
Carlos did a double take and, somewhat relieved but puzzled, asked, “That is good news. Where did you find him?”
Juan somewhat dejectedly offered, “I’m in the cell next to Uncle Jesus.”
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