"Where the hell are they?" he bellowed, as he unceremoniously cleared his desk of papers, and garbage.
"I know I left them in here!"
Doubting himself, he left his office, Stormed through the living room, and began tossing the pillows, and cushions.
"Damn it to hell!"
Then, a lightning bolt of clarity struck him; he ran to the basement.
After clearing the remaining limbs of his latest victim from the second-hand examination table, he found his missing keys.
"Thank you, God!" he proclaimed, before running to his car.
Someone's got be on time to teach Sunday School, after all.
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