My friend, Fr. John, left his jacket at my house last night, which had his beloved - and critical - iPhone in the pocket. I am surprised he did not sense a disturbance in the Force while driving home and turn around. He did go home with a doggie bag (filet friggin' mignon, oh yeah!) and so when I discovered his jacket and phone this morning, I posted the following on his Facebook page:
dEAr fR. $¢,I GotZ dA PhONe. yOO gOTz da $TaKe. If yoo W@Nt 2 seE yr iPH0ne aGaiN, Put da meAt in MY b0WL anD doNt call dA PolEE$, OK?@nonYmOuSP.S. donT geeVe it 2 da 0THeR dog, the BiG Gray wun – OnLY MY bowl, OK?!?!? oNLy i can HAz da MEat!!!
Corgis can be bad dogs . . .