discolé monade

these are REAL LIFE events. the names have been changed to protect the innocent.

well...it's scoob's go. >

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this absolutely sucks. the one thing i look forward to is at least the cooler weather by this time. but it's like gawd damned july right now. it's not right. thanks obama.

eddie leaned in, 'mirna, i've swept through this town more than one time, and until the dusts settles, i can't tell who's who. so spill it, what's this all about?' mirna spun around, the smell of pine trees wafted through the office 'oh eddie, i'm scared i tells ya'. i'm not all that clean. and well....johnny mopstock has been watching me.'

her name was mirna. mirna strawrope. the ole gumshoe leaned back in his chair, an old leather junker. the kind of leather that had been washed hard with the wrong soap, and put away wet. 'what can i do for you miss strawrope?' he asked, pouring a drink. mad dog 20/20, it was the only thing he would drink. it was cheap and easy...like his women. but this dame was no ordinary dame. he could tell..there was something..special about her. maybe it was that musty smell, like a urinal. maybe it was way she could stand like a sign, warning of the wet floor. he didn't know...but he knew he was going to get to the bottom of it.

shut up scoob. > > > > > >

she hopped over to the desk. the gumshoe watched as the splinters snagged at her skirt. he knew he had to take her case...even though he was backed logged in shady dealings of casino union bosses.

i just figured out what the karma thing was.. so i've been karming people left and right. > > not saying i doubled your karma. owo

he could tell she wasn't any ordinary country mouse. no, there was something off about her walk. he could tell, she had been on the wrong side of the tracks before.

why would you be? i had no idea that lower entry had any say in upper echelon activities.

first deodorant was tickle. worst ever. but i felt all grown and what not when my step mom bought if for me.

'gonna' get the goods see. take out the head honcho, see. it's all about these union jacks and shady deals, see...' packard as near-delusional wanna-be private eye eddie ginley

these damned mosquitoes won't stop this year. this is the time of year this little assholes should be dead. but nooooooooo. here they are. still.

hell yeah it is. i really miss the north. i really really do.

now, now...let's not do THAT.

it's october, AND it's 92 with 70% humidity. i hate this weather. :barf:

you'll be fine. i'm sure what ever you wear will be fine. have fun.

you know the easiest way to solve this. put the outfits together. and take a pic. then after you have gone through each option, you can flip through the pics, and decide like that. instead of trying everything on, and staring at the mirror, and stripping, and getting all edgy.

midas mcgillicuddy esq. *edit. ugh..i hate not getting things in on time. that was for bnmjy

> i actually like that.

what are you going to wear?

jimothy johassenson