The committee has been meeting for weeks, trying to find the minutes from the last meeting, but it's like they're searching for a needle in a haystack. Except the haystack is on fire and the needle is a cryptic note written on a crumpled up napkin.
Someone, please, for the love of all things sane, bring us a fire extinguisher, some coffee, and a copy of the minutes.
Meeting adjourned until someone remembers where they put the minutes.