Please take note of the e-mail we accidentally sent to your home address. A virus might be attached. Please leave the house.
Turned out the drunk who hollered “$20 to blow this” was referring to his dashboard breathalyzer. Didn’t immediately lower my mace, though.
Octopus wanted a job. So he got some ink from Squid. Having three hearts and eight limbs he’s perfect for the role of writing love letters.