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That means war between Detective Bureau and the killers of that dead detective
We need to revenge him, the dead detective was a part of us.
When a bitch is looking through the period app, calendar app, Snapchat, messages, Instagram, etc. Trying to remember when her period started or ended
She can’t remember if she had just ended her period when we fucked or not. She’s going all red detective!
LAPD Lt. Det. Bigfoot Bjornsen
Look, I’ve been referred to more than one time by the LA times as a Renaissance Detective, okay?
-Bigfoot Bjornsen
a person, especially a police officer, whose occupation is to investigate and solve crimes, but had to suck a ridiculous amount of dick to get to their position.
Wow! Joel just became an LA Detective? I should buy him some mouthwash as a gift.
I made a sandwich on a hot sunny day, on side of the house and then somebody came up and asked for a piece and i said " i don't know you" and they said it look "juicy and succulent" and i said i'm bout to slide up in this house and eat it with some potato chips and then somebody stole it so i had to use my lie detective skills
He hides from overs. Full Of Shit. And A kinda wired guy.
A.k.a. finely-pulverized talc. A substance utilized when you want to find out who's been cutting the cheese, but nobody's willing to 'fess up; the simple procedure involves having everyone strip down and stretch out on their stomachs, whereupon you sprinkle a moderate dusting of baby-powder on the lower half of their ass-cheeks, then watch for a "puffball eruption" --- busted!
Using fart-detecting compound can indeed be an excellent way of reliably determining "who did it", but you will want to be wary about slapping said odiferous-offender's butt afterwards, especially if you're an attractive female --- as you are all too aware, many dudes actually **enjoy** getting spanked by a cute gal (we find it fun and hilariously amusing, plus it makes us horny), and so your hot-headed attempt at getting back at said "whistleblower" may actually "backfire" --- literally! (Pun not intended, but certainly spot-on appropriate in this instance!) Said gassy dude --- and by extension, one or more of his other buddies in the room --- may then begin actively "tuning up the brass band" (and possibly even chow down on baked beans or other gas-producing delicacies to ensure an ample/continuous "supply" ) so as to "earn" smartly-administered swats from you, eventually leaving you with stinging palms and a major headache from da resulting stench.