May 26, 2011

busted again

dear finding money in the driveway diary,

so the mexicans busted me. we were having the best conversation (you said you liked my blog) and i had to run inside for a minute and i came back outside and the mexicans told me a man just took off real fast when they saw him. i was heartbroke you were gone, but i knew exactly what the mexicans were talking about and tried to calm them. "it's okay, it's ok, he wasn't supposed to be here," i told the mexicans- who clearly didn't understand why i was so relaxed about the whole deal, "i can get arrested if they find me near him." i never did find out who those pesky mexis were, but after they were gone i found an envelope. when i opened it- i couldn't believe my eyes. five thousand dollars. then a fire truck and meat wagon drove by blaring their sirens and whorns and woke me up. i ran to the window to check my driveway for any possible envelopes or mexicans and found a soaking wet prairie news shopper. oh boy.