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[alittle_smooth]

Some days you just...gotta...ask why. Then go to the bar and knock back a few beers, cause there's never gonna be an answer.

Comments

[ittybittysnook]

Sounds like you've had a hell of a day. Goin' up the road? Lose a fence?

[alittle_smooth]

Yea, been a long day. Happens sometimes.

Lost a fence? I'm afraid I don't know that phrase...

[ittybittysnook]

You know, you're on the trail of some dirtbag, and you find out he's got another dirtbag that sells first dirtbag's stolen goods. Find the fence, find the dirtbag and then bang! It's off to the Nick, sucker!

[alittle_smooth]

chuckles

Ahh, yea, somethin' like that. Unfortunately, sometimes it goes - find the fence, find the dirtbag, then the dirtbag gets off.

[jersey_cop]

Is this the part where you're partner offers to buy you a brew and be a kind ear?

[alittle_smooth]

Actually, Jersey, I was thinking I might offer to buy you one.

[jersey_cop]

Really? This is an interesting change of pace. What's the occasion?

[alittle_smooth]

Little tip, partner. Best way to cure that shitty feeling at the end of a case? Drinks with the one person who knows what the hell's going on.

And I'm not talking about stolen Gameboys.

[askurself_wwrd]

Hell yes.