So Buckley, my sister Joreeta’s kid, is a nice boy. He is my favorite relative, but don’t you dare tell anyone that  or I will deny I ever said it.

Anyways, one day Joreeta calls me all in a tizzy because Buckley is missing. Well, turns out, he wasn’t missing... he was right on my doorstep!

The thing is, he brung with him his lady friend, Xoie (it is pronounced Z, not X like xylophone). Oh she was a pretty little thing. Not much to say. Or so I thought.

Well, them kids was in a heap of trouble... I took it upon myself to snoop a little. What I learned was be careful when you go lookin’... you never know what you’re gonna find!