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    The dame's scream hit an octave usually reserved for calling dogs, but it meant I had a case, and the sound of greenbacks slapping across my palm is music to my ears any day. After all, I'm not an opera critic. I'm a private eye.

    I keep two magmums in my desk. One's a gun, and I keep it loaded. The other's a bottle, and it keeps me loaded. I'm a tracer bullet. I'm a professional snoop.

    Written by Bill Watterson

    Shadow Viking, Savoie Ou Bien, and 4 other people added this photo to their favorites.

    1. NXTMonger 59 months ago | reply

      LOL!!! That's brilliant! I recognized from Calvin and Hobbes just by reading the first line.

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