scoobdog

No, Kenny. This is our thread now. You just shut up and enjoy or else we're sending you to the old folks home Disney World.

I've heard that name before. Dirtier than a ... toilet at El Torito on Taco Tuesday. "You talking about the union boss?" I could see a shiver run down her spine, dampening the carpet beneath her. "If he knew I was here, he'd run me through the ringer...."

After a long pause, she leaned over my desk, letting her damp locks drip orangish stains on the stack of bills. "Let me tell you Eddie. I've kept my ear to the ground and poked it into a few dark places, and something in this town stinks."

It's really rude when you interrupt story tellers in the midst of their craft.

Hey! Keep it going.....

Well shit. It was 94 on Saturday at the Coliseum, but at least it was dry 94.

Dats hot.

The urine-soaked singles told me she was bad news. But I couldn't get those cotton...y locks cascading over her shoulders (?) out of my head.

She tried to hide it with her pretty smile, but I could tell smell she'd seen her way through a few private booths in her day.

In walked this dame. She was a real country girl; I could see through the pretty flora frock that she had legs for miles.

Bad news. Your doctor and the union pres are in cahoots.

Have a good time, man.

No one wants your themes, dude.

Stop using literally wrong.

And you just got here too. What a shame.

Tic looks kind of flaming....

I dunno, thief. What's illicit?

He's going to have to have his brother broker a few more deals in illicit cases of soda pop.

Except his very relieved employer.

You're dying in AC.

Happy Birthday! You're not dead yet! Yay!

Jokes on you. You totally would have taken the Bimmer with the hooker.

That's not what he's getting on Facebook.

Without the weirdness or amusement.