How Sherlock Horse found his hot pepper.

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Before heading out to play music with Burl Jam today, I cooked up some Stouffer's turkey with stuffing and mashed potatoes. I did not have any cranberry juice to remind me of my TV Dinner delights from childhood days, so I reached for the Serrano pepper I had gotten at Safeway. It was not there. I put on my smoking jacket, took a snort of cocaine, lit up my pipe, sat down in my comfy chair, and thought about what had happened. If I had bought a small green pepper, it should on the counter in its usual spot. If it was not in its usual spot, it would have to be where it was before I lifted it to its usual spot. That could be in the bag in which it came. I took another sniff of cocaine and thought. I had accepted a bag, and it was a plastic bag, as I had wanted to use it to capture some slimy stuff that I would later take to the dumpster. Therefore, the bag would be on the floor, perhaps with a receipt still in it. Without so much as another snort or puff, I had solved the mystery. I found the pepper (in the bag on the floor). It had only a touch of slime on it. I washed it off, and used it in my fine cuisine. Do you like problem-solving? Do you think cocaine, a pipe, and tea go well together?