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Subject: {ASSM} Redbud - The Case of the Monkey Wrench
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Date: Mon, 09 Jun 2008 02:10:01 -0400
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Redbud - The Case of the Monkey Wrench

[Was reading some of Crimson's reviews at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Reviews/www/xref.html & ran across
Souvie's story "The Case of the Chocolate Covered Cherries" at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Souvie/www/cherries.html. Couldn't resist.
Souvie, forgive me for ripping off your story.]

"He's dead, Jim."

"I know he's dead, Trudy, and quit doing the Star Trek thing. It
lost its charm after the last murder."

"Still pissy? Anyway, haven't seen this one before, have we?
Think it's the same killer?"

"Miss Tolliver, you know I can't..."

"Still Miss Tolliver?"

"Would you just shut it? For once? Let me do my job? I really
gotta' talk to the mayor."

"I did him another favor."

*Groan.*

"Hey, is that the monkey wrench?"

"That's what it looks like."

"Detective. It's our serial killer."

"A little premature again, Trudy."

"Maybe he didn't 'bolt' the door and some 'nut' got in with a
wrench? Maybe it's a jilted girlfriend? Just like the last guy,
don't you think?  - recent ex-virgins, male sluts and all that.
You know? - the victims all members of virgin-seducing gangs?"

"He lived alone."

"Maybe..."

"Trudy! Enough all ready!"

"Sorry, you know, just theorizing out loud. I mean, same as the
last guy, right? - chocolate all over his mouth, cherries
scattered around the body - poisoned, tiny explosives inside, and
when you swallow them  - BOOM."

"How's your coroner business coming, huh?"

"Dammit, Jim..."

"I know... I know..."

"Maybe the poison is arsenic. You know, old lace again. Or
cyanide. That's the one that's colorless and odorless, and
tasteless. I looked it up."

"I've had enough of your blonde logic..."

"I dyed it. Red. Like it?"

*Groan.* "Trudy, I'm trying to be patient, I really am."

" 'Man Dies Popping Cherries!' Again!"

"Not this time you boobed twit. I bet you didn't see that pet
Macaque he keeps in the cage."

"You mean the one with all the chocolate covered... Oh..."

"Yeah. That one. The one that got out of the cage. The one that
was popping his favorite cherries. Yeah, that one. The one that
got hold of the monkey wrench..."

"You mean..."

"Yeah..."

"The Macaque?"

"That's right, Babe."

"Wow. Man Dies Spanking His Monkey."

The End

	

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