The B3TA Detective Agency
Universalpsykopath tugs our coat and says: Tell us about your feats of deduction and the little mysteries you've solved. Alternatively, tell us about the simple, everyday things that mystified you for far too long.
( , Thu 13 Oct 2011, 12:52)
Universalpsykopath tugs our coat and says: Tell us about your feats of deduction and the little mysteries you've solved. Alternatively, tell us about the simple, everyday things that mystified you for far too long.
( , Thu 13 Oct 2011, 12:52)
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That's very kind of you.
I hope you have a good breakfast too. And, if I may add, a fine lunch and a wonderful dinner.
( , Sun 16 Oct 2011, 12:59, 1 reply)
I hope you have a good breakfast too. And, if I may add, a fine lunch and a wonderful dinner.
( , Sun 16 Oct 2011, 12:59, 1 reply)
i accept your lunch and dinner
And raise you a once upon a time when, in glasgow central no less, i was directed by the board and an announcement to my train. I boarded like a good little commuter and waited for departure. instead the power in the carriage died and i was left there with a dozen or so other train proles locked on the train. Then through open windows we hear an announcement explaining that our delayed service would be leaving from 2 platforms along in five minutes. Everyone else was resigned to their fate before the end of the announcement. i on the other hand gave it three minutes. When nobody came to free us I hit the emergency door release and caught my train.
Now, the detective part comes when you investigate why i should give a fuck what your personal commuter manifesto says.
People fucking about with doors for kicks. Yeah, sure, feed them through a mincer. People trying to get from a to b against the odds. One does what one must.
( , Sun 16 Oct 2011, 16:32, closed)
And raise you a once upon a time when, in glasgow central no less, i was directed by the board and an announcement to my train. I boarded like a good little commuter and waited for departure. instead the power in the carriage died and i was left there with a dozen or so other train proles locked on the train. Then through open windows we hear an announcement explaining that our delayed service would be leaving from 2 platforms along in five minutes. Everyone else was resigned to their fate before the end of the announcement. i on the other hand gave it three minutes. When nobody came to free us I hit the emergency door release and caught my train.
Now, the detective part comes when you investigate why i should give a fuck what your personal commuter manifesto says.
People fucking about with doors for kicks. Yeah, sure, feed them through a mincer. People trying to get from a to b against the odds. One does what one must.
( , Sun 16 Oct 2011, 16:32, closed)
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