#183: Inspector Snoopabout Cranston

     Yesterday, I went to my sister's Ugly Duckling ballet at a big old fancy theater. She played one of the bluejays throwin' some serious shade at the titular duckling. Anyway, time for my new character: Inspector Snoopabout Cranston! Sometimes a mystery is so hard to solve that boring old logic must be thrown out the window and absolute absurdity must be employed. But besides Mabel Pines and Richard Castle, who do you call when you need pure silly person logic for the job? Why, Snoopabout Cranston of the Agency of Bumbling Sleuths, of course! With a ridic demeanor present from his bendy legs up to his stache, this defective detective is the best the agency can offer. To request his services, call his number now! Literally, call out the number 7 and the guy just drops from the sky right next to you. Told ya. Best in his field.

(Eat your heart out, Clouseau.)