We've Found Him

We've found 'conical. He was in the woods, not far from where he lives, lying in a ditch, with about six bottles of whiskey lying in various places and pieces; we found him at, what, six o'clock this morning? I'm surprised he hasn't done this kind of thing before, it fits him to a T. And apparently, he can't remember a thing. Somehow, this doesn't surprise me. I'm more surprised at the fact that he hasn't needed to have his stomach pumped, but different strokes for different folks, I guess. He's covered in mud, so he's gone back to his flat with Sub. He said that he's going to have a bath, then keep working at his job. Fortunately, he's working from Thursday to Saturday this week, so he's still getting paid. He's still a bit hungover, so he'll probably be around later today.

He thinks that he's been pickpocketed or burgled, but I really doubt that. Given the mess in his flat and the amount of whiskey he's consumed, I don't think him losing thirteen quid or whatever is surprising. I asked him about his crazy post yesterday, but he says that he didn't post that, or at least doesn't remember posting it. Sub or I were hanging around his flat yesterday at various times, but it's plausible that we could have both been looking for him for half an hour or so. And we weren't looking for him that hard in the flat; maybe he stumbled in, typed it up, then went back to his ditch. Or something like that.

Anyway: thank you, Anonymous, for your help with the notebook bits. Lexi's the expert on this rubbish, I'll turn him over to you in a bit, he's good at cryptic stuff. He was always good at English, reading into things is practically a requirement for that sorta thing. And this definitely qualifies as cryptic. Got any clues about the ticking in that post below this one?

And as for bigotry: you've not heard of Bigotgate? Pity.

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