A cop bursts into the precinct captain’s office and shouts, “I don’t NEED a partner, I work alone!”

 Randy D: “You see, Captain? He obsesses about the publicity drawing too much! I’m not responsible for it, I didn’t draw it.  I can’t work like this! Grrrrrrr.”

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  Randy D: “Captain, PLEASE assign her to be Stu’s partner; you know I can’t take the temptation!  (You remember the incident two years ago when you assigned me to work with that detective . . . )”

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  Hey, wait, I’m not the one responsible for all of them!  I can explain!

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  I’m only claiming the cute little one in the light-colored shirt. No, no, no, on the other side of the photo.
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  It tastes SOOOOO good, Sweetie! I can’t resist!

  (And caramel, and butterscotch, and French vanilla, and peach cobbler, and mousse, and strawberry, and blackberry, and leche flan, and sarsaparilla, and toffee, and peanut brittle, and butter pecan, and chocolate chip, and creamy fudge, and pecan pie, and . . . )

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  Wait, aren’t we talking about my Tootsie Roll and your Cotton Candy here? I thought it was completely innocent, just related to sweets!

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