Everything is just smurfy...
Yesterday I walked into the bathroom at the office and there was a blue ass print on the toilet seat. My first thought: We have a Smurfette among us.
Turns out, someone wore new pants (that's "slacks" for you midwesterners) and the dye in the fabric turned her skin blue, which in turn transferred to the white toilet seat and made a blue ass print.
What a relief. I thought a visit from the the evil and cunning Gargamel was imminent.
"First of all, Papa Smurf didn't create Smurfette. Gargamel did. She was sent in as Gargamel's evil spy with the intention of destroying the Smurf village, but the overwhelming goodness of the Smurf way of life transformed her."