Apparently he never went inside, but he was roaming around the parking lot and people were recognizing this squirrely bastard from my blog. It was quite warm out today, so he did not wear his infamous trenchcoat.
As you can see, he was busy on his phone, perhaps talking to Chris Redfern as he and Kim are at home lying naked on a giant pile of lobbying cash.
Instead of just just having a BlackBerry to record audio from, he had a camcorder this time… and was perhaps waiting for me?:
So what’s going on here? He is literally being stopped dead in his tracks everywhere he goes, so why can’t the ODP and whatever outside organization is funding this guy find someone new? Perhaps they could find one person who can go to a casual event, quietly eat chicken, and not be a nervous, sweaty mess?
I live in Franklin County but was quite busy and could not attend. But all day, I couldn’t stop thinking about how fun it would be to give him a swirly or perhaps conduct an experiment to see if a human body could literally bounce off of parking lot pavement.
This spy is cruisin’ for a bruisin’, and I’m ready to use ALL the kick-ass moves I learned from this fantastic movie!: