I Suck At Kidnapping

wednesday nights are my typical nights to pick up karen and my friend (hot amy) at simmons college. as it turns out, my chauffeuring services were not needed yesterday because neither of them were not teaching a class last night. yay!

so with the night off, karen and i went out for dinner at bertucci's. i like bertucci's. the restaurant may be my favorite place for pizza. bertucci's pizza is always so good... and their rolls are equally delicious. (cue rachael ray's "yum-o" sound.) i believe hot amy, on the hand, celebrated her sister's (terri) birthday. before i forget... happy birthday terri! i hope you had a great day.

speaking of hot amy, the instigator that i am... i conducted a little test. generally, hot amy parks her car in the garage at the quincy center train station. for awhile now, karen has been concerned whenever hot amy walks to her car late at night. after all, what can be more enticing to the criminal mind than a lone, helpless, woman... like hot amy... in the dark garage?

and then if you consider the fact that hot amy is parked in quincy... then the danger increases even more. after all, quincy has recently become the hellmouth... just without the whole supernatural stuff. (for anyone curious, the hellmouth is a reference to the greatest tv show ever: buffy the vampire slayer.) quincy has recently been in the news for such things as illegal housing fires, the meat cleaving of a grandchild, the killing of another child (and an unborn) over a husband... and most recently the home of the craigslist murderer.

so, i can understand why karen would be somewhat concerned over the safety of hot amy. nevertheless, i wanted to see how observant hot amy is... should there ever be a vicious attacker lurking in the darkness of the quincy center train station garage.

as tempting as it sounded, i decided against hiding in the shadows myself and attacking hot amy as she approached her car late at night in the garage. as fun as that would be, i figured i would conduct a test that would not get me arrested. so instead, i resorted to kidnapping. now i suck at kidnapping. (and for anyone curious, no i did not kidnap hot amy.)

i actually kidnapped her stuffed animal, wally, to see if she would be observant enough of the criminal element. wally generally is buckled into the back seat of her car.

(pictured below is wally being held hostage.)


anyway, i kidnapped wally a while ago. he is currently being detained in a highly secured location until the ransom demands are met. what those ransom demands are? i have no idea... yet... but i'm sure i can think of something... a car wash sounds very good right now.

as of this post, i have still yet to hear from hot amy... not even the slightest "have you seen wally?" nothing. nada. zip. i actually do not think she has even noticed wally's disappearance from her very own car and i kidnapped him over a week ago now. interesting. so based on my little kidnapping test, it seems that perhaps karen is correct in worrying over the safety of hot amy... poor wally...