I'm on a rolling surveillance today and so I took a little trip to the graveyard. Yes, I'm in a crypt. Yes, I'm desecrating someone's final resting place. I'm for sure going to hell, now.
It was this guy who apparently lives in the cemetary. I don't really know his name, but he was really nice. Except for that living in the cemetary thing.
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Polly, who took the picture?
Hummer?
The hotel desk clerk?
Jeff,
Who took the picture?
It was this guy who apparently lives in the cemetary. I don't really know his name, but he was really nice. Except for that living in the cemetary thing.
Polly,
Meet you on about the 4th level of Hell or so? Maybe in about 50 years?
Just remember, like Polly's hotel, the elevators don't work in hell. You'll have to take the stairs. Unfortunately, each level is 5 miles apart.
In Polly's Hell the elevator would work but like Hotel California, she'd never be able to get out.
Maybe this guy living in the cemetary's working off some bad karma or someth'n.
Hey, baby wanna go back to my place?
Um..well, where do you live?
The cemetary.
Near the cemetary?
No, at the cemetary.
Um, yeah, no.
The neighbors are real quiet.
One thing I've learned over the years after many mistakes: no "a" in cemetery.
You could look it up.
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