There I was, walking toward my bedroom, passing the stairs when out of the doorway the Gray Bandit shot! Nails scrabbling on the carpet, eyes wild, the thief got half way down the stairs before the stolen item was dropped! Clear as day, I saw the maddened look on the she-thief's face before she bit into the treasured item and drug it down a few more steps before dropping it again and disappearing like a puff of smoke!
Laying there, abducted, abandoned, artfully draped over two steps, was Leo's stringy! I knew my duty! So quick as a bunny (a tired, barefoot, slow moving bunny..) I ran for the camera! Til I got distracted by Cash Cab.. So I entrusted the CSI duties to Greg and told him to get a good shot of the stolen stringy!
By the time he got there, it was no longer laying over two steps. Nor was the Gray Bandit anywhere in sight. He did see the Stringy was clinging with every ounce of its static-y strength to the side of a step and he took the picture anyway. Not that you can see much of it..
See it barely peeking over the edge? Poor little thing..
Greg rescued it and brought it back to it's true, and loving, owner.
I'll never let you go again Stringy! Never never never...
Until I see a fevver....
Not to worry, the String Bandit was apprehended, arrested and will surely pay for her crimes against String!
I'm so ashamed to tell you.. The String Bandit.. It was my own dear sweet Star! AKA Princess HissyFace AKA The Wench AKA Baby Girl AKA... this could go on for hours, so we'll just move on to the mugshot of shame!
You know I did it. I know I did it. And I'd do it again given the chance.
Just take your eye off it for two seconds again you horrible String Obsessed Barbarian!
(Spitty, don't worry, I'll get to what you gave us soon, I just haven't had time to do the requirements!)