What a serious bummer - we had lost part of our family (eyes roll). It was relatively surprising how much a missing one inch sized dude could wreak havoc on day to day life (especially at unhappy hour). The middle was left a distraught - chaos provoking, thunder producing little fellow.
But, there was a mystery to solve! We could do it!
We looked high, we looked low. We used tools to look. We spent days looking. Seriously. Neck muscles never known to exist were not only brought back from near extinction and exercised, but toned to a fine working bunch of fibers.
Weeks eventually went by. Randomly we would think of some place Master Wu may have disappeared to...
- under the pillow
- inside the toy lunchbox
- perhaps placed in a drawer after a bout of cleaning
No go, no show. Evidently, Master Wu didn't want to be found.
We weren't decimated, but began going through those five stages of grief...
denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance
The reader may bellow an expression of utter aghast... ment(?) -
"No not an unsolved mystery!"
Well, not necessarily, hang in there dear reader. (if anyone's reading this)
But for reading appeasement, and to learn of the fate of dear Master Wu - please read on in tomorrow's third edition of -
The Case of the Missing Master Wu.
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Aaaahhhh! The suspense!
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