Thursday, June 12, 2008

Desperately Seeking Sharon, Part I

   The name is Batty. I'm a private eye. When people want to find somebody, or find the dirt on somebody, they call me. I remember one particular case, back in the late spring of '08...

   ... I was on the trail of a missing dame. A sassy lassie, with a classy chassis and a background of nobility. Her father, the Baron, had hired me to find out what she was up to...


   She gave me the slip in Paris, I knew that I had been close for she dropped her hair-bow in haste as she made her getaway... I just missed her at DeGaulle, when she boarded a Qantas flight to Australia...


   I ultimately ended up in the outback, one of the locals told me that she had gone on a walkabout...


   I'd know that waffle stomper anywhere...

... Part 1 of 7

By Professor Batty



3 Comments:

Blogger Sharon Spotbottom said...

Batty, that is brilliant. I can't wait to see how it turns out.
I do hope you find your elusive Sharon.


Blogger Dominic said...

If Lassie can come home, so can Sharon!


Blogger Professor Batty said...

...continued here

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