What happened was the shrubber friended a Lake county supervisor, we'll call him Anthony to protect his identity, who was recommended by the Facepage book. Within the hour Anthony unfriended the shrubber in a cruel and callous act of un-friendliness after the shrubber had reached out in an earnest attempt to make new friends.
Thats when we realized Anthony's secret identity. Anthony is the waffler!
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| The waffler can't decide. |
And that's not all.
Somebody, now I'm not saying it's the waffler, decided to report the shrubber to the facepage book cops and sure enough the shrubber got a nastygram about friending stick in the muds and superheros the shrubber doesn't already know.
Back at the cave we sat around for a while trying to figure out how to make friends if you can't befriend strangers you don't know but all the thinking made us hungry so we popped out some eggos and syrup since we aren't friends with the waffler anymore.
Imagine a world where waffles don't want to be friends.
Then we looked at the wafflers facepage book and saw that the waffler has thousands of friends and got sad because while the waffler clearly isn't all that discriminating about who his friends are he made an example of the shrubber.
Imagine our shame.
I guess the shrubber is a unique and special super villain in the waffler's syrupy, artificial world. Or maybe the waffler is just a douchebag. Then again maybe the waffler's other friends don't like the cave. Whatever the reason its nice to know who the waffler is once and for all.
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