Story #66

"My art," cried the artist, "My fucking art has been stolen." The policedude gave a hang ten sign. "Whoa, bra. What's the sitch?" The artist clung to the officer's bermuda shorts. "It's my art," he sobbed, "I left it out on the street corner with a 'FREE' sign and somebody took it." The policedude flipped his blond locks to the side. "Oh, gnarly!" he said as he pulled out his surfboard and began bashing in the heads of random pedestrians. "Does that help," the officer asked. "Sorta," smiled the artist.