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Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu
The Smoking Gun ^
| April 2, 2012
| The Smoking Gun
Posted on 04/02/2012 12:33:56 PM PDT by trailhkr1
Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu
The woman, the detective reported, replied that the pair could go have sexual intercourse if I bought her two double cheese burgers off the dollar menu at McDonalds. The cop added, I agreed to the deal and purchased the hamburgers for $2.75.
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TOPICS: Food; Weird Stuff
KEYWORDS: innoutburger; mcdonaldsdollarmenu; molassesmiasma; monkeyfacerules; napl; sexlaws; undeadthread; vicesquad
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To: fanfan; Darksheare; Lakeshark
To: NicknamedBob
I’m progressing slowly through a biography of Cardinal Richelieu. I think the note that “This is the author’s first book in English” might have been a clue to its palatability.
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posted on
05/28/2012 1:37:32 PM PDT
by
Tax-chick
(I love you for your perspicacity.)
To: fanfan; Darksheare; Borax Queen
All that bad coffee and he still blows it.
It was supposed to say swimming and kayaking safe........
2,123
posted on
05/28/2012 1:45:45 PM PDT
by
Lakeshark
(NbIttoalbl,cRwIdtaa)
To: NicknamedBob; Tax-chick
2,124
posted on
05/28/2012 4:29:06 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(You will never defeat Bok Choy!)
To: Silentgypsy
Welcome.
I write while listening to music.
2,125
posted on
05/28/2012 4:30:21 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(You will never defeat Bok Choy!)
To: Lakeshark; fanfan; Borax Queen; null and void; derllak
Swimming is okay, but no scuba.
I swear I had nothing to do with it.
2,126
posted on
05/28/2012 4:32:34 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(You will never defeat Bok Choy!)
To: Lakeshark; Borax Queen; null and void; derllak; fanfan; Tax-chick; callisto; Grizzled Bear
2,127
posted on
05/28/2012 4:41:48 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(You will never defeat Bok Choy!)
To: Darksheare
Too many affectionate chicks?
2,128
posted on
05/28/2012 5:27:24 PM PDT
by
Tax-chick
(I love you for your perspicacity.)
To: Tax-chick; Darksheare
I’m thinking there’s an Easter Bunny connection somehow.
2,129
posted on
05/28/2012 5:35:52 PM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I didn't feel up to going through a second childhood. That's why I had myself cloned.)
To: Darksheare; Silentgypsy; Tax-chick; Monkey Face
Those guys are interesting, but I like it quiet when I write.
"My mind is a raging torrent, flodded with rivulets of thought, cascading into a whirlpool of creative alternatives."
From Blazing Saddles.
2,130
posted on
05/28/2012 5:44:32 PM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I didn't feel up to going through a second childhood. That's why I had myself cloned.)
To: NicknamedBob; Tax-chick
I had a Nicki Sixx song in my head when I captioned that one.
2,131
posted on
05/28/2012 5:46:16 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(You will never defeat Bok Choy!)
To: NicknamedBob; Silentgypsy; Tax-chick; Monkey Face
My muse, Mab apparently, seemingly won’t let me have anything unless I have something playing while trying to write.
2,132
posted on
05/28/2012 5:47:43 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(You will never defeat Bok Choy!)
To: Harmless Teddy Bear
At last, an answer that sounds possible. (Well, the first half of it anyway.)
To: Darksheare
My writing is based on the practiced state of reverie I developed while going to school.
They called it “daydreaming”. I call it being creative.
2,134
posted on
05/28/2012 5:55:34 PM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I didn't feel up to going through a second childhood. That's why I had myself cloned.)
To: NicknamedBob
What did you do when the teacher called on you to respond to a question that had something to do w/what was going on in the classroom when you were daydreaming. I blushed and was embarrassed.
To: Silentgypsy
The worst time I had of this was while I was in the Army. The instructional pace was so slow and basic that it was hard to stay on course.
The clue for that situation is to catch it in the first opportunity, and respond with more detail than the questioner is ready to handle.
If you advance the class beyond what the glacial pace is following, the instructor is thrown off schedule.
Do that once or twice, and they will never call on you again.
2,136
posted on
05/28/2012 6:15:05 PM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I didn't feel up to going through a second childhood. That's why I had myself cloned.)
To: NicknamedBob
2,137
posted on
05/28/2012 6:47:07 PM PDT
by
Tax-chick
(I love you for your perspicacity.)
To: Tax-chick
It’s a tough world for that kind of affliction.
2,138
posted on
05/28/2012 8:01:45 PM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I didn't feel up to going through a second childhood. That's why I had myself cloned.)
To: NicknamedBob; Tax-chick
A book should be a garden that fits in the hands. Word-petals of color. Stems of strength. roots of truth. Turn a page and turn the seasons. Read the sentence and enjoy the roses. ― Max Lucado
2,139
posted on
05/28/2012 8:05:19 PM PDT
by
ThomasThomas
(Entropy isn't what it used to be)
To: ThomasThomas; Tax-chick
A book should be a garden that fits in the hands. Word-petals of color. Stems of strength. roots of truth. Turn a page and turn the seasons. Read the sentence and enjoy the roses. ― Max Lucado
"For this is why youre living here in the folded lands;
the flat landscape that opens up, uncovered by your hands."
As Long As I Live
In one of my first adventures,
I traveled as a fox,
I then became a cat or two,
(I think outside the box!)
Of course, back in my caveman days,
So much I did not know!
The warm inviting firelight,
The cold, warmth-drinking snow.
As Robin Hood, my Merry Men,
Could entertain me well,
In hidden bowers of the wood,
Where I and they did dwell.
I didnt like the dying,
But thats a part of life.
You take the bitter and the sweet,
And struggle with the strife,
For this is why youre living,
Here in the folded lands,
The flat landscape that opens up,
Uncovered by your hands.
Transferring wisdom through those funnels,
You call eyes into your head,
To give you memories of past lives,
As gifts of what youve read.
For now the thousand lives Ive led,
Inure me to some pain,
Those joyous friends I will not see,
Unless I read again,
Yet still they wait, on dusty shelves,
For other eyes than mine,
Like goblets for the next to taste,
Their own first sips of wine.
NicknamedBob . . . . . June 26, 2008
2,140
posted on
05/28/2012 8:43:35 PM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I didn't feel up to going through a second childhood. That's why I had myself cloned.)
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