Person Search and Other Silly Habits

You can just call me people search private eye - Bradford is missing. He never came back from that gay club we went to. Now, I know how to locate a person only if they're where they're supposed to be: their address. Bradford is not. And his roommate is completely useless, so I send him a note: To Everyone Regarding the Most Annoying Roommate Ever. He told me to go drink a weight loss shake. Jerk.