Rip Van Winkle
That was a nice nap…
Wow. I feel so refreshed and I was only asleep for a few hours, wait… weeks?! Holy shit.
I knew there was something fishy going on when that craggy old woman in the woods offered me a beer (never say no to a party, right). It tasted funny and I had a pretty strong urge to go upstairs and lie down, but passing out for several weeks. Wait until I find that lady. I am going to give her a piece of my mind. Maybe I’ll send my friends Hansel and Gretel out with some bread crumbs to find her for me. They’re out of school right now. What could go wrong?
Okay, so I wasn’t drugged to sleep by a witch in the forest. Would you believe, however, that I was kidnapped by aliens a few weeks ago while visiting a friend in New York. This is apparently a very big problem these days. I am just the most recent victim of this phenomenon.
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I always knew you’d turn into an old Rip. Catch up with Hansel and Gretel, the witch (one’s evil, the others not, but not the way you think) in the adult comic Fables by Bill Willingham. I’ll not ask if there were alien probes involved.
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Man, when aren’t there alien probes involved. Or at least probes of some kind.
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Then, there is sleeping beauty.