Jerb322@lemmy.world to Dull Men's Club@lemmy.world · 1 month agoTook in the first load of rusty steel to scrap. The wife and I got it all magnet fishing.lemmy.worldimagemessage-square28linkfedilinkarrow-up1249arrow-down10file-text
arrow-up1249arrow-down1imageTook in the first load of rusty steel to scrap. The wife and I got it all magnet fishing.lemmy.worldJerb322@lemmy.world to Dull Men's Club@lemmy.world · 1 month agomessage-square28linkfedilinkfile-text
minus-squareSkullgrid@lemmy.worldlinkfedilinkarrow-up13·1 month agoevery “there’s a murder in this sleepy village” crime story starts with something like that. “I was just walking my dogs, when they sniffed out this bloody axe. That sort of thing never happens in Sleepyville!”
minus-squareCaptain Aggravated@sh.itjust.workslinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up1·1 month agoReminds me of a script I wrote for an episode of Popular Crime Procedural about a decade ago. “What have we got?” “Some hiker in the cold open noticed a dead body congruent with your trademark brand of vaguely autistic gimmicky ‘talent’, Tha Chief.” It turns out that Federal Agent With Speaking Role is Mr. Diddit. The raid on his own house was a clever bit of misdirection.
every “there’s a murder in this sleepy village” crime story starts with something like that.
“I was just walking my dogs, when they sniffed out this bloody axe. That sort of thing never happens in Sleepyville!”
Reminds me of a script I wrote for an episode of Popular Crime Procedural about a decade ago.
“What have we got?”
“Some hiker in the cold open noticed a dead body congruent with your trademark brand of vaguely autistic gimmicky ‘talent’, Tha Chief.”
It turns out that Federal Agent With Speaking Role is Mr. Diddit. The raid on his own house was a clever bit of misdirection.