Gotta love it when...
Cop dramas expect us to believe that people still have actual *answering machines* instead of voicemail in their houses so that we can all hear what the suspects' friends have to say when they call and nobody answers.
I'm looking at you, Hawaii Five-O. I'm looking at you.
(and you are also uber-slashy. Yes, Steve/Danny shippers, I get you, I do. But I'm not writing it. ...I swear.)
/end transmission
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I'm looking at you, Hawaii Five-O. I'm looking at you.
(and you are also uber-slashy. Yes, Steve/Danny shippers, I get you, I do. But I'm not writing it. ...I swear.)
/end transmission
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