Bill Y thought he was going mad and started to write about himself in the third person. He would come home from work, sit down beside the computer but the keyboard was nowhere to be found. When it happened every single day for four weeks in a row, he wasn’t bothered but after a month, he began to think that something wasn’t right. There was almost a pattern to it all; he would come home from work just as Pete “keyboard thief” Parsons was leaving the house, complete with his striped black & white top, eye mask and swag bag. Pete would tiptoe by him and then run away really fast. Bill Y wondered if there was any way he could become invisible and after a while, figured out that wouldn’t be possible so he went to plan b. He hid outside his house and when Pete showed up for his regular rendezvous, he followed him as he left the house in his conspicuous uniform. Pete ended up at Thirsty Dave’s place and Bill Y took a look over the garden wall as all the sense started to make itself visible:
Beware of control, alt, delete . . . beware!!
Can Pete make one of these that flushes?
It’s like the throne in Game of Thrones except it isn’t.
The Game of Thrones wishes.
Gee, I want one of those for my patio!
Be careful, one of the keyboards was wireless. I sat on the seat and within seconds I was tweeting “I heart Bon Jovi” and you and I both know that to be untrue!
Damn! Now I have keyboard-chair envy.
But for every chair that’s made, someone misses many keyboards!