Twentieth

You do not say no to his awesome hair

I was picking up trash in the Swedish alps when I cam across a fortune cookie paper crumpled up which read, "If your mind is shaky, all your memories will be blurry." I quickly devised a way to determine who had dropped the paper and did some finger printing and tested the lone hair follicle for DNA which determined the once owner to be of British decent (1/16th Saskatchewan on their great aunt's dog groomer's side). After 13 months of reading the British obituaries, I final saw a last name that was common in Saskatchewan 1930's films and found a family to be living in the states. I quickly contact them and asked to use their own police lab (Their cousin was a forensic's lab assistant) since the one in the Swedish Alps was lacking (mainly because the Swedish Alps do not exist). They found out the the culprit was a bird that probably dropped the paper after eating the cookie remnants since the hair follicle was actually a sleeping pigeon. While waiting for the results of the feather appraisal, I went online to pass the time and read you had a new DA account so I started browsing.