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Key Quote: Shamponore said that while she was away from her room earlier that day, a resident of the Fountain Motel had taken her hamster, police said. She and two friends then went to the Fountain Motel to retrieve the hamster, but denied trying to break the door down.
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Resists the urge to post a question about Richard Gere's involvement . . .
Posted by: Sarcasmo | September 29, 2008 at 04:25 PM
. . . and your father smelled of elderberries!
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves ‹(•¿•)› | September 29, 2008 at 04:26 PM
She must have a really acute sense of smell if she could follow the scent of a hamster to another motel.
Posted by: Braniff | September 29, 2008 at 04:32 PM
I suspect the hamster broke the door down trying to escape back into the wild. Being fought over by this gang would kick in any animal's survival instincts.
Posted by: padraig | September 29, 2008 at 04:35 PM
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"Candyham."
"Don't you mean candyGRam?"
"Candyham."
"Ok, candyham who?"
"Candyhamster fit up your butt? I need to hide him quick."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | September 29, 2008 at 04:36 PM
When you're feeling bereft
Cos your hamster has left
Shamponore
When the folks start to yell
At the Fountain Motel
Shamponore
Posted by: SW | September 29, 2008 at 04:47 PM
OJ Vegas robbery, New Jersey style
Posted by: SW | September 29, 2008 at 04:49 PM
You'll never guess where they found the little guy.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | September 29, 2008 at 04:54 PM
I think I might agree with Padraig.
Posted by: Margaritaville | September 29, 2008 at 05:06 PM
So much for tonight's special at the Fountain Motel.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 29, 2008 at 05:35 PM
It is sweet in a way that people are willing to fight for their hamster.
Posted by: Margaritaville | September 29, 2008 at 05:57 PM
*Snork*@Candyham!
Posted by: CJrun | September 29, 2008 at 07:31 PM
Yes, M-ville, very gallant....
Prepare to defend yourself, sir! The hamster - she is mine!
*Shots ring out, a body slumps to the floor. Life on the run begins for a man and his rodent*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 29, 2008 at 07:56 PM
Yeah, I go ballastic, too, if anyone plays with my gerbil...
Posted by: Rex Range | September 29, 2008 at 08:18 PM
Sorry.
(not really)
♫♫ dee doo dee doo dee doo dee doo
dee doo dee doo doo... ♫♫
Posted by: Cat R | September 29, 2008 at 08:53 PM
That's what's going to stay with me for the rest of the evening Cat. Thanks so much.
Posted by: cowhand214 | September 29, 2008 at 09:02 PM
You think you got troubles, cowhand? I saw it first thing this morning.
♫♫ dee doo dee doo dee doo dee doo
dee doo dee doo doo... ♫♫
*curses Cat R*
Posted by: pogo | September 30, 2008 at 08:51 AM
Maybe this will help.
*sets coffee maker to stun*
Posted by: fivver | September 30, 2008 at 09:16 AM
Good morni...♫♫ dee doo dee doo dee doo dee doo
dee doo dee doo doo... ♫♫
*SMACKS* Cat!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | September 30, 2008 at 09:38 AM
Thanks, fiv. That drove it away.
*avoids posting link to Shatner doing "Lucy in the Sky"*
Posted by: pogo | September 30, 2008 at 09:41 AM
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The Earwig Wars were upon us.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 30, 2008 at 09:53 AM