A Not So Happy Christmas Present
Just when we were getting somewhere with our interrogation, Mr. Silky-Smooth you-know-who managed to escape.
His damn silky slipperiness must have slid him through the bars.
Damn, and I thought we had a nice, big fat, Christmas turkey this year.
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