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WHY IS IT....almost SCREAMS DnD... Dude from the Lost kids N Found Detective Agy... that AL DENTE who is not a PERSON always leads US to the Extra Virgin Olive Oil!... His exclamation, perhaps, lost in the Ritzy Hollywood Movie PIZAZZ of Cop Car flashing lights, the Uniform Police Soldiers, the HULLABALOO, the heat of the night! Or the Thorsten Veblins conspicuous FACITIDA, 4 columned Bel Air SHACK, 54 rooms, 2 swimmng pools, heiress-s dead body found in swimming pool Cabana, pool-vacuum head stuffed in her mouth, mouth gaping-elongated with MUNG-beans, fully boiled, dribbling, minimum ginger and garlic, only one Habero chilli in evidence. Pretty LIGHT if U were a Killer from MADRAS!
Cops-in Bags didnt have or CARE to have a Clue. Husband, NAKED was accosted in 4th Empire Suite masturbating frantically, asked Cops to...hang on a Mo....till they crashed through Venetian-louvre bedroom door. YUP! For most, even Sherlock Holmes might have to put his Deer-stalker hat on backwards!!!
After TWO NIGHTS in COUNTY....Los Angeles Jail...
Police Interrogation...Tired of slapping the Guy.
DID U WHACK your Wife.
Where is that Bitch.
DID UB WHACK your wife.
If that BITCH wants PALIMONY she can kiss my,,,
DnD, who was on a MISSING KID case at the ...almost, adjacent PICKFAIR Mansion owned by 2 Movie Stars who had, as Celebrities, adopted a KID-HOARD, one gone FLED, ergo DnD-s Case, stumbled into the Situ. A foolish note in the USS Ronald Reagan Aircracft Carrier-sized Kitchen, under the 3rd Toaster, spilled the Whassit! Hansom Mahmound, 2nd kitchen Chef had declared it was ALLAH-s will. The WOMAN of the House was HIS or No-ones! In SHAH-ALLAH! The Cops-in-Bags of course imediately scoured the UP Market Hood for this Guy. Pant-Pant! There ARENT any cheap-ass Tandooris in THAT neck of the woods. But they finally nailed his ass on Century Boulevard-hitch-hiking to Los Angeles International Airport, WE GOTTA 10-4! YO! Some People! Anyhow, back at the Ranch...
DnD ran a handful of MUNG through his fingers. Looking across the vast kitchen counter-top at Sgt. Nalty, presently seconded to Bel Air from West Hollywood for being too mean with the locals, 2 Los Angelenoes, whose reasonably weathered faces cojoined in the mtual twilight.
I never saw THIS before.
Answered by.
...Dont THIS take he Big Sphahetti-O!
c.2020.davedelacroix
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