tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post7764709946191902107..comments2024-03-07T18:38:58.284-08:00Comments on kidchamp dot net: laurenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03429404210444847213noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-46968613104652866542008-01-14T14:05:34.000-08:002008-01-14T14:05:34.000-08:00(want good local food? follow the cops)
Of course...<i>(want good local food? follow the cops)</i><br /><br />Of course, you didn't happen to notice the cop cars parked at the Dunkin' Donuts next to my place when you were here in October. (It's true. One/two cop cars a night minimum.) They do tend to blend in, though.<br /><br />Oh, and dragging a dead guy into a check-cashing joint. Awesome. That must have been a hell of a conversation. (1. "What do we do if they ask him a question?" 2. "Just move his mouth and squeak something out... it's not rocket science." 1. "OK, let's go.")tomnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-13533700683845479312008-01-18T14:30:59.000-08:002008-01-18T14:30:59.000-08:00heh. i did think of you when i read about the wee...heh. i did think of you when i read about the weekend-at-bernie's reenactment.<br /><br />honestly. if you're going to claim the guy is outside - why not bring a less-dead guy and have him stand. out. side.<br /><br />?sharonnoreply@blogger.com