You know what gets my goat? Well if you do, please let me know, because Waldos missing! That’s his name. Waldo! Waldo!
It’s not the first time he’s wondered off, but this time it’s different. Did you know the earth is spinning out of control? You did! Well why didn’t you tell me? I should never have left him outside by himself.
That tax auditor on the other hand, is another matter. I never should have let him in!
What with the earth spinning out of the control at 1,038 miles per hour, Waldo is probably off in some far-flung country by now. For all I know, he could be up a tree somewhere. Thanks to gravity, I at least won’t have to go rent a space shuttle to go find him.
With the world in such chaos why did it have to be my Waldo out there absorbing frequent flyer miles? Why couldn’t it have been Isis, Al Qaeda, or the Republican Congress spinning out of control around the globe? Oh wait a minute… I think they are!
I’d like to know what smart guy had the bright idea to start rotating this big blue marble like some kind of basketball in the first place? What in the world was he thinking? Didn’t it ever occur to him that we have enough dizzy people in the world already? Vlad, Kim Jong, and Justin Bieber just to name a few.
Now he’s went and got my goat.
All around the world garbage is flying about. Tell me that’s not because we’re turning round and round. Well that, and people can’t seem to walk a few extra steps to dump their trash. Are they waiting for earth to spin them towards a trash can?
I hope Waldo is not in the Middle East, have you seen the mess over there? It’s not a fit place for man or beast right now. I hate to think of Waldo having to butt heads with those butthead’s. What a headache.