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July 12, 2007

Stacy: Detectives in Love

“Well, that’s quite the personal question, don’t you think?”

“No, ma’am. It’s an effort to ascertain if you do, indeed, patronize this establishment on a regular basis.”

“’Patronize this establishment’? Who talks like that?”

“I’m afraid I do, ma’am. It’s an unfortunate side effect of my chosen vocation.”

“’Chosen vocation…’ Riiiight. Well, what is it you do do?”

“I’m sorry, ma’am, that’s not something I’m comfortable discussing with a lady I’ve just met. In fact, that’s not even something I’m comfortable discussing with my proctologist.”

“Wha..? Um, you know, I think it’s time for me to stop talking. Bye.”

sigh

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Comments

Don't mind me, just shaking the cobwebs loose.

Posted by: Stacy at July 12, 2007 12:40 PM · Permalink

very "blowfishian" of you babe...wonderful

Posted by: tedbronson at July 12, 2007 12:42 PM · Permalink