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Pleban was no publican. Nor was he a pelican,

  • Pleban was no publican. Nor was he a pelican, if you want to be honest. "Not want to be, missy, must." Senior Detective on Homicide and my Nana still had to put me right, in front
  • of my men. Still, she was my partner on Homicide and I loved my Nana. I didn't shoot her but I promised her, "Next time, Nana", I looked at my homicide team sternly and they hopped
  • off of the car, all of their faces filled with anger at my kindness. "You know... when i joined this homicide group, I didn't think it would have so many pussies." Said porky in a
  • British accent. "I mean," he continued, "all I did was try to eat a burger. Granted, it was possibly not entirely beef, but you didn't have to stop me." I gaped at him and
  • then just had to laugh. There was something special about him, that he could make me laugh. Plus, his dimples mesmerized me. I replied back in my best French accent, "Oui, but you
  • have too many layers, like a croissant." He stared at me in disbelief and said, "Nadie ha me dice esto antes ahora." I could not believe it. I had no idea what he just said, but it
  • made me think of that time I got lost in the corn maze, and stumbled around in the autumn dark until I came upon a guy making out with his girlfriend. "You lost, friend?" he asked.
  • made me think of that time I got lost in the corn maze, and stumbled around in the autumn dark until I came upon a guy making out with his girlfriend. "You lost, friend?" he asked.
  • When I said yes, he directed me to an old, ruined cottage. It was not in pristine condition, but I decided to spend the night there. The bed was not that comfortable but I still sl
  • ept soundly, exhausted from my journey. As I drifted into a deep slumber, I found myself transported to a peculiar dream world, where reality blended with fantasy.

1 Comments

  1. St.Molecule Jun 13 2023 @ 05:44

    Sounds like a sequel is called for.

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