PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

So I've decided to like, dust off my detective hat so that we can all, like, figure out what we're doing here. Daphne? Want to help me, like, solve this mystery?

This just isn't happening. There is not a movie about part of my life!

I'm really sorry.


[after she sees this]

Zoinks! This entire place is, like, one huge mystery just waiting to be solved! We need Fred and Velma. And Scooby Doo too! I'm, like, not so good with the mystery solving by myself.

If anyone needs me, I'll be patrolling.

Two days later and this still doesn't make any sense. I'm guessing asking for answers here won't change that anytime soon, huh?

The 'stray kitten crawling into my bag while I'm not looking' part is sort of refreshingly normal, though.

This place gives me the goosebumps.

Freddie? Velma? Shaggy? Scooby?

...

ANYONE? I'LL EVEN TAKE A GUY IN A MONSTER MASK RIGHT ABOUT NOW. Well, not really, but I'm just saying I'm sort of freaked out here, and that lady I asked said this is L.A. but I was just in Coolsville which is so not near L.A. Was I kidnapped or something and don't remember it?