I am happy to report that we made excellent headway today. I compiled clues from documents and manuscripts written by the Shelley’s and Victor Frankenstein, and traveled to Frankie Jr.’s last (and only) known habitation—a hut built into a crevice on Montanvert overlooking the Mer de Glace glacier. Though we did not actually spot the monster today, I believe we are hot on his mammoth heels.
Mont Blanc
Just as my sights narrowed on the southwest end of a northeast bound abominable creature (Frankie Jr., I wager), I was jerked to a halt by the girl human. It seems humans, made of mere squishy flesh, get queasy and lightheaded in elevations with a 9% oxygen level. In fact, their lips turned a bit blue. Though I offered to go out after the beast alone, the humans refused to wind me up, saying that if I got half way over the mountain and ran out of juice, neither would come and get me. So instead of chasing the beast, I was forced to suffer through yet another human feast--this time of frites, French strudel, and hot chocolate. Gluttons.
(Little known fact: prior to joining the bureau, Parrington was an aspiring actor. You may remember him in his breakout role as the power animal of an unfortunate character suffering from an extreme case of multiple personality disorder. Parrington is best remembered for his character's one line, "slide.")
(To Be Continued)
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I love the global experience!!! I plan to show my kids at school. As you know we are all about the “twenty first century global education”!!! Ha Ha, So this will be a good field trip with none other than a penguin for our guide. Life is good!!!
By the way I think you have seen a little glance of God in those mountains!! thanks for the view!! Take care and hello to derrick, love auntie pat
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