A friend posted the above photo to Facebook. Here's my response:
I'd holed up in an abandoned shoe factory and was getting a good night's sleep for the first time in months; that's when the squids and their flunkies bagged me. I was burning mad as I tried to fight them off. Somehow stayed mad all the way through the brainwipe. Maybe that's the secret, or maybe I was just lucky. Either way, I slowly recovered my memory over the next couple of weeks. I can still see the squids as they cruise around town in their hovercars. That's how I know the brainwipe is still working for other people - they all tell me the squids' cars are ice cream trucks.
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