Blob blah blah

"It didn't take long before Clark came up with something that took the spin out of the situation's sails and put everything in perspective ..."

"Let's squish him", I said.

Jeff and Michael just looked at me. Eventually, one of them said "what?" and the other one said "huh?" I don't remember which said what. Or huh.

"Let's squish him! Let's run up from behind, leap into the air and land on him with all the force of our combined weight and flatten him right down to the floor. If he really is Mr. Blobby, it won't hurt him, on account of him being made of blob material", I explained patiently.
"And if he isn't Mr. Blobby?", Jeff queried. "What then?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. It could be cool."
"'It could be cool'?!?", Michael repeated incredulously. "That's your answer? How does that solve this case?"
I replied, "I'll be honest, I'm not sure what the case is at this point. We talked about RudeMan last week, and then we went to Qaqortoq, Greenland and we couldn't find him (although I did meet two nice girls there)

Aaruna and Batse. They're sisters!

so Charlie Sheen and Mr. Rogers got in a fight, with Charlie Sheen being in only slightly better health by virtue of not being declared legally dead yet and graffiti and mooning and now Mr. Blobby, I have kind of a short attention span and I'm already more than a day late with my chapter in the story so I thought maybe we could just wrap up the whole thing with a random act of violence and move on to something else on Monday, spending the remainder of the weekend doing Qaraoke in Qaqortoq with Aaruna and Batse."

Jeff and Michael looked at each other, frustrated with me and my lack of worthwhile contribution. That's when I said, "they have four more sisters, you know."

(L to R) Føbe, Gudrun, Ingka and Kaanaq with Aaruna and Batse (or is that Ingka, then Kaanaq...?)

Finally Michael announced, "I got dibs on all Journey songs!" and off we went.

So... The End?... I guess?

Unfortunately, Being Rude Isn't A Crime

Of course a trip to Qaqortoq, Greenland was in order. None of us had ever been ... and I would be willing to bet not a single one of our readers has been either, let alone heard of the place. 

Well, we looked around, asked the usual questions of the locals, did our due diligence ... and came up dry. You'll remember Clark pointed out RudeMan is "very good at disguising himself and travelling great distances" and we verified that right quick.

In fact, our research came up with zippo. Nothing. We didn't have a lead on the guy to save our lives. 

Then we got to thinking: What with Jeff noting RudeMan carries a pretty loyal contingent of followers who get off on carrying out various forms of rudeness - not to mention millions of others around the globe who do so naturally - it dawned on us we'd set ourselves an impossible task; not only was RudeMan true to his own nature, sneaky and virtually uncaptureable, his hordes would carry on his agenda even if was snagged.

Plus, the fact he hasn't - at least as far was we know - done anything illegal as of yet, it would be hard to pin anything on the cad.

So you see, there are things not even The Unbelievables can overcome, RudeMan being one of them.

That doesn't mean we won't keep our noses to the grindstone for this guy. In fact, on departure from Qaqortoq we left him a little note to get his goat. It looks a little something like this: