So, I was looking for my ipod just now and as I pulled out the laundry basket in the bedroom, what should I see but my wedding ring. Three exclamation marks !!!
I knew there was something fishy about that whole story. Apologies, Boone, for blackening your name across the internet. I have to say that, besides being relieved that I have my ring back, I am both impressed and worried in equal meaure that you are a) able to lie for the sake of dramatic effect (hiding my ring behind the laundry basket isn’t half as good a story as flushing it down the toilet, is it?) and b) keep a secret for that long. Of course, for you, these are key elements for a successful practical joke, like when you hold water in your mouth for ages only to laugh it all out when we finally realise why you’ve been quiet for so long. Well, bravo, son, bravo. You really got me this time.
Now, where’s my ipod?