Wait, what? Only 14 days? Ok, if it’s got to be that way it’s got to be that way. I’m sure I can find something she and I can do together for 14 days . . .
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(Gulp!)
“Cocaine? What cocaine? Officers, please believe me, I don’t know anything about any cocaine, I’ve never touched the stuff, I’ve never messed with any type of illegal drugs! What’s that? Did anyone else pack my luggage or put anything in my luggage? No, of course not, I packed it myself, and it’s been with me the whole time since then until I got here to the airport. Hold on, hold on just one second. Livvie came to see me off and said she wanted to bury the hatchet over the stolen tildes. She offered me a gift as a peace offering, it’s that tiny clay pottery thing . . . wait, is that where the cocaine was found? THAT LIVVIE HAS DONE IT TO ME AGAIN! Grrrrrrrrr.”
It might take a while. Do you know any good lawyers? (And hit men?)
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