Yup. It was a long, long, long, looooong day. I was forced out of the building because they needed to work privately. There went my chance for more then minimum wage. It was a very sad. But, this was not the time to be sad! I said, I must find out who did it! If I could, I may get maximum wage! But then I remembered a Old friend ... "That's it!" I exclaimed, "It must have been Mr. Uar Next!" For those of you with a smart fish brain, (Like mine) The ketchup splat said, "YOUR NEXT!!!" So, I think Mr. Uar Next must have done it. I walked to his house. "4235 Food Avenue" I repeated to myself, over and over again. As I approached the door, It came open mysteriously, and it didn't help to have someone playing creepy music in their house. I walked in, the door slammed behind me. "HEY MAC!" I jumped back, It was Uar Next. "How are, ya? How are the kids?" I simply smiled at him. Then I mumbled, "Wait, I don't have kids ..." Then he said "Did you see the food splats I did on the walls? Ain't those splats look great?" I nodded, and wrote something down on my notepad. Uar saw, "Hold on, you think I did something!" I froze, I forgot people can't see me doing this, I felt bad all the sudden, But I shouldn't tell him. But I couldn't resist, So I told him the story I have told you so far. He understood and let me go. "Thanks for having me Uar, Sorry about that!" All the sudden, I stepped in something gooey, Bubble gum, Strawberry flavor. I eventually got my feet out of this superstrong gum, and on the ground, another splat, "YOUR END IS NEAR, MAC!"
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