He let the meter expire. The meter maid came,

He let the meter expire. The meter maid came, and as she wrote a ticket he through the skill saw blade and hit her in the neck. A man walking a dog saw the whole thing and

though he didn't applaud outwardly, he gave a knowing nod to the meter maid murderer as if to say thanks for doing what everyone else wanted but didn't have the stones to do. In 10

days, the meter maid murderer branched out to slaying IRS agents, Jehovah's witnesses, and the ladies in malls who spray perfume on you for no good reason. But MMM's arch annoyance

so,sandals were off.Latex gloves?Water balloons for hands were no help while killing.Hyperhydrosis or not,the meter maid murderer was always meticulous about his hands and feet.

He used to hum "Lovely Rita" just before he dispatched his victim latex gloved. This was the only lead Det. Manatee had on the meter maid murderer. MMM'd always invite them to tea

as a way to distract them from fining his vehicle. Det. Manatee assumed that the meter maids were all just really dumb, but after the last murder he found a clue that would change

his pants. Det. Manatee knew that golf carts never paid the parking meters, so he disguised himself as a human tee at the exemplary resort & awaited his elusive prey. He was stiff

from the amount of drugs he took to help his stiffness. But it made it worse. Det. Manatee hoped for prey to walk by fast since he was sure hungry. Soon enough, a plum woman walked

by holding on to her baby grapes. His stomach growled as he lunged. Shortly after he stumbled upon some unsuspecting cantaloupes. He ate the best fruit salad he had ever had.