aaargh! I need it for band tomorrow, and I can’t find it.
Info: It was in my room yesterday. Today, it’s not in here. It’s not at the top or bottom of my closet, under either bed, in any drawer in my room, in plain sight, or on my bed.
Other than that, fair game!
(Oh, prize = my aquaintanceship.)
Tssk tssk tssk, I think somebody hasn’t been practising 
You left it at school. Its in the band room… let’s see…in the back, a closet or office… 
:o
In the living room, under the sofa. No, wait, the loveseat. No, wait. The sofa. Definately under the sofa.
Who here owns the Clarence or Clarice? It’s a C word.
Well, it’s always in the last place you look. So you’d better look there first.
Mine’s in the kitchen cabinet. Is yours in the kitchen cabinet?
You remembered you needed it tomorrow, so yesterday you put it where you usually put your stuff, and today you put your stuff right on top of it without noticing.
When our family were still all living together, the logical answer to anyone looking for anything was to tell them to look out in the garden.
You see, a lot of spoons and other kitchen utensils eventually made their way out there, so it only stood to reason that other items would follow their lead.
It’s in your backpack.
Guaranteed to be in your clarinet case.
Hi, howdjadoo!
It’s in the hall closet.
It’s on a shelf.
It’s in your locker.
It’s in your car, or someone else’s car.
Sounds to me like my ex-neighbor, the crackhead, has stolen it and taken it to a pawn shop.
See that pile of dirty clothes, over there in the corner? It’s under those clothes.
Perhaps it’s between my sofa and the end table. That’s where we found my daughter’s saxophone yesterday, when she was searching frantically for it ten minutes before we left to visit her grandfather (who’s also her teacher).
I’m with GorillaMan on this one, and I’ll tell you what I told my daughter: if you’d been practicing, you’d know where it was.
It didn’t get shoved up anyone’s pussy, did it?
It’s over there.
no, over there.
Beside the thing.
No, I had been practicing. That’s why it wasn’t in my car. (and i did practice last night too… I borrowed my brother’s clarinet. ) And no, it’s not in any of those places, except the case 
Wow! everyone in the house denied moving it. But guess where I found it. By my dad’s dresser. In his room. Which isn’t my room. I need to get rid of my walking clarinet. :rolleyes:
Thanks for the suggestions, guys.
(Oh, and my acquaintanceship goes to Abbie Carmichael, who didn’t find it, but made me laugh.)
Hope you have better look then me. I once lost my violin. I managed to find it again though…3 years later. (I went the the 5th biggest school in the country, and I lost it there. Kind of made it hard to find.)