It’s Friday. I hate Fridays.
Some Fridays I have nothing to do, so I sleep through lunch and gag down cheap booze at the diner all evening.
Today, I have a job. It’s a freebie. I hate myself.
She’s a brunette. Thinks her husband’s lying to her. She’s probably right.
It’s Friday. I hate Fridays.
Some Fridays I have nothing to do, so I sleep through lunch and gag down cheap booze at the diner all evening.
Today, I have a job. It’s a freebie. I hate myself.
She’s a brunette. Thinks her husband’s lying to her. She’s probably right.
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Posted by Tim at 10:13 am on September 18th, 2009.
Categories: Pro-Bono Private Eye. Tags: booze, brunette, dame, detective, private eye.
It’s Thursday. I hate Thursdays.
Thursdays are when the dames come, sobbing, pleading, and looking for a pro-bono Private Eye.
On Thursdays, I say “know” more often than a philosophy student who just learned about epistemology, but without the “k” and the “w”.
Today, I surprise myself. I say yes.
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Posted by Tim at 10:33 am on August 13th, 2009.
Categories: Pro-Bono Private Eye, Standalones. Tags: dame, detective, epistemology, noir, philosophy, private eye, pro bono, Thursday.