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December 22, 2006

Jim: The Stakeout

Detective Perkins squeezed through the door. “Has it gone down yet?” he asked while his eyesight adjusted to the low lighting.

“Not yet, sir,” Officer Smith replied. “He’s been in the restaurant for about twenty minutes now.”

Perkins picked up the binoculars. Across the street, Don Dino Vincuzzi set a napkin down on his plate and selected a cigar from the proffered humidor.

“Here we go, sir,” Smith whispered while the waiter lifted a match to the Don’s stogie.

Suddenly the cigar exploded, blasting ashes across the startled Don’s face.

“That’s even funnier than last week’s dribble glass,” Perkins giggled.

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Comments

I would like to point out that in email to Tanya this morning, I predicted that Jim's story would feature an exploding cigar. :)

Posted by: Stacy at December 22, 2006 1:41 PM · Permalink

This was actually my second story choice. The first one was about aliens in a cigar-shaped UFO that people laughed at because their craft wasn't saucer-shaped. That story didn't work out so well so I succumbed to the whims of the Gods of Predictability and wrote this one.

Posted by: Jim Parkinson at December 22, 2006 1:48 PM · Permalink