Searching for help finding a lost boy

Acquaintances,

My dearest boy, TulaneLSU, hath escaped his subterranean domicile under my residence. His last correspondence was prior to his yearly trip to Walmart to procure discount Christmas trinkets.

I can recall his love for bargain playthings since his younger days. Once, when just a wee boy he absconded in the street car with a few notes to purchase an ornament. Not knowing his way, TulaneLSU found himself stranded on Bourbon street. When he didn’t show for supper we commenced a frantic search. Amidst the revelry we found young TulaneLSU safe in the arms of a hairy man creature at a most peculiar establishment by the name of Oz.



He grew so fond of the salacious watering hole that he worked there through his formative years. Filling the cups and hearts of the young men of New Orleans.



Oh I beg if you OT, If you see my precious boy I implore you to send him home. His mother needs him. My nightly tea is not the same without my precious TulaneLSU.

Sincerely yours,
TulaneLSU’s mom