“Is that Ringo Starr? Why is Ringo Starr in your office? Isn't he dead?”
Director Kolsinski stood in the middle of the door way, he wasn't looking at Ringo Starr. He's holding a clipboard full of blank pages.
“Yeah, more or less. He's in my office because it felt a little empty and I didn't feel like browsing the catalogue for anything better.”
The Officer leaned closer to look at Ringo Starr, he looks just like Ringo Starr.
“In a way. he just says ringo alot. He can't consume things or do any bodily functions.”
“He doesn't have an anus or any genitalia.”
The Officer looked confused and stepped back to take a further look at Ringo Starr.
“How the hell did you get Ringo Starr? And why doesn't he have a penis?”
“I was doing a research project with the director of site-266 and their cloning department was getting shut down for budgeting reasons and I just so happened to be there in the middle of their clean up and I asked if I could have one clone of Ringo Starr but without the gross parts.”
“.. Why would I have a clone of john lennon in my office?”
“Why do you have one of Ringo Starr”
“I see your point, Officer Rayhound.”
Kolsinski walked towards his desk and sat on his very comfortable office chair, it swivels by the way. He slumped lower into his chair as he pulled open a drawer to take out a cowboy hat to wear, It's part of his daily routine as a director of the 10th site with a tram system.
“I won this in a fair ten years ago.”