Monday, December 17, 2012

Charlie's Angel Muncie

President Osness, I write this to you. They said that there is a female president of Hamline who has been active since 2006. I still trust the people who last spoke to me and said it was you. These women today were canabalistic secretaries and they were so rude. Oh well I guess the Hamline Piper is me and all staff and students have actually been rats. Your time has come for drowning in the Mississippi River. I just do imagery. I am never violent, but you all are. You all get away with it, but I suspect Dr. Duane Cady did not. His spot is no longer there since I checked an almost obit on it the other day. There are clues, but I gather in a different way, and then send transmission when I can receive at the same time. Building block private eye report. I worked as a volunteer PI with the Prosecuter in Muncie. I forgot his name, but he found me absolute hilarity. I met his, on staff, PI, kicked his ass, and Prosecuter man shot him in the head that night and "buried" him in the Sheriff Dept. dumpster across the street. Vampiric souls on a beat. I always covered my feet and knew when to retreat. I did one conversation with him in person, and then dropped at key points of interest for him. He sat on his overstuffed couch in the lobby by his secretary's desk, his office door was conspicuously open with no one inside. His favorite "scene" was the day I went to sex crimes and this woman from "southside" showed up all dressed to the nines looking like a scene version of a Charlie's Angel. She tripped over herself just trying to get it right in front of Hope. Later she was cruel, and that revolver got used again on her temple, same semitary. He is forever my Charlie and I will forever be ANGEL.

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