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INTRODUCTION
"GET IN, GET OFF, GET OUT"
That's what the man in black warned me.
The man in question being my boss Dick Juice AKA "the impaler" AKA VBB.
You see, I'm a PI, my name being Dan Love. While I've been around the block, Dick has massaged more MP's, shot more loads and spoken more Russian than the rest of us poor slobs put together.
As we relaxed in his office, the smoke curled from our cigars, turning the air thick, acrid and black. A bottle of Jack Daniels sat on the desk, the ice clinking in our tumblers as we toasted our future success on this case.
Dick had named the case:
" Mystery of the Stiff Stiff ", coz a 60 year old man named Cecil Smallbone had been found dead in a dumpster along Evans Ave. The poor chap was wearing nothing but a smile, an erection, and his right hand wrapped around said erection.
Cause of death was most likely heart attack, but we'll leave technical details to the CSI dweebs.
Dick was hired by the old man's widow, obviously distraught at the condition of the dearly deceased.
" I'm really suspicious about WHERE the old stiff... I mean Mr. Smallbone was found Dan," Dick said. "It's just too damn much of a coincidence he turned up down the street from LEXA Studio, where some really sweet MPA's work..."
" Yeah, " I agreed, "I've heard rumors of a hottie called Serena, who's supposed to be quite the petite bombshell. "
Dick took off his glasses, and gazed at me intensely, his blue eyes piercing and concerned.
" If Serena's as hot as they say she is Dan, this is a really dangerous mission."
"GET IN, GET OFF, GET OUT he implored again, but under no circumstances enjoy her BS... it's obviously some type of weapon, probably taught in the Shaolin Temple of Markham by the ruthless and evil Pei-Mei...."
What Dick said slowly sank in, and during the drive to Lexa, I chewed a toothpick down to a pulpy mess, the Killers album "Hot Fuss" playing in the background. I parked discretely next to the road, looking right then left, before emerging from my car, my heart pounding in my chest....
"GET IN, GET OFF, GET OUT"
That's what the man in black warned me.
The man in question being my boss Dick Juice AKA "the impaler" AKA VBB.
You see, I'm a PI, my name being Dan Love. While I've been around the block, Dick has massaged more MP's, shot more loads and spoken more Russian than the rest of us poor slobs put together.
As we relaxed in his office, the smoke curled from our cigars, turning the air thick, acrid and black. A bottle of Jack Daniels sat on the desk, the ice clinking in our tumblers as we toasted our future success on this case.
Dick had named the case:
" Mystery of the Stiff Stiff ", coz a 60 year old man named Cecil Smallbone had been found dead in a dumpster along Evans Ave. The poor chap was wearing nothing but a smile, an erection, and his right hand wrapped around said erection.
Cause of death was most likely heart attack, but we'll leave technical details to the CSI dweebs.
Dick was hired by the old man's widow, obviously distraught at the condition of the dearly deceased.
" I'm really suspicious about WHERE the old stiff... I mean Mr. Smallbone was found Dan," Dick said. "It's just too damn much of a coincidence he turned up down the street from LEXA Studio, where some really sweet MPA's work..."
" Yeah, " I agreed, "I've heard rumors of a hottie called Serena, who's supposed to be quite the petite bombshell. "
Dick took off his glasses, and gazed at me intensely, his blue eyes piercing and concerned.
" If Serena's as hot as they say she is Dan, this is a really dangerous mission."
"GET IN, GET OFF, GET OUT he implored again, but under no circumstances enjoy her BS... it's obviously some type of weapon, probably taught in the Shaolin Temple of Markham by the ruthless and evil Pei-Mei...."
What Dick said slowly sank in, and during the drive to Lexa, I chewed a toothpick down to a pulpy mess, the Killers album "Hot Fuss" playing in the background. I parked discretely next to the road, looking right then left, before emerging from my car, my heart pounding in my chest....