May 19
I know what you’re thinking. “You tied him up with his shoes and socks still on?” And I’m glad you’re concerned but worry not, my fellow sicko. I’ve already coated his feet in itching powder and put his socks and shoes back on top, and then tied them on, locking his tootsies in an inescapable hell. This photo catches the moment he realised just what that weird powder I put on his soles does. The itching begins.
Anyway I have errands to run, so I’m gonna pop out for a few hours. I think when I return our little businessman will be more than eager to sign over his stocks and shares. And when he’s done what I ask, well, I think he’ll be one of the few guys who’s grateful to feel my hairbrushes land on his soles…
