Is there an item that a neighbor would borrow from you that might make you think he/she is planning a murder?

Oh, wait, you mean the stuff that I borrowed from you just last week?  Naw, not that stuff.  (Come on, dude, you know they're still investigating me.)



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You SOB! Spill your own beans bro but don't bring my name into it.  Now I need it back.

You talked to them, didn't you?  You turned me in, dude?  ME?  After everything I've done for y . . . wait, there was a reward, wasn't there?  You took money for turning me in?  THAT'S how you play me?




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Dude just get in the #&%@!*^ boat! 
We just gotta make it international waters, get new  passports from Yuri. Then it's all high end Columbian hookers, Blue Label Scotch, and fresh blow for rest of our lives. This post was edited by Benedict Arnold at December 3, 2016 8:14 PM MST

Yuri?  You got the passports from Yuri?  He turned state's evidence 3 years ago after the Yonkers job went sour!  He's working for them in exchange for the charges being dropped, he's their snitch!

(Why do I work with these amateurs?)

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Planned for this.

(I swear officer I never heard of this GrilledCheeseGirl and I only know Randy in passing.  He's always showing me his tilde.)

(((Psssst, Officer, give him the polygraph.  He did it and he's trying to shift the blame.  By the way, I have the power drill and the drill bits, he loaned them to me . . . )))
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Aha, finally a confession!  Did you get that, boys, did you get it on tape?  You got it recorded, right?  What do you mean she invited you all in for coffee and snacks every day for the past week?  I told you at briefing that she pulled that same trick in Manitoba back in '03.  Tell me you didn't fall for it, please tell me that a whole month-long investigation hasn't just gone down the drain.  Come ON, fellas, you're supposed to be professionals!  Grrrrrrr!



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This dude is such an amateur. He's all over the place and falling apart under the pressure.

Er, um, it's not clean yet.  I sent it out to be professionally done.  Listen, just in case anyone were to ask you about it, could you see your way clear to "forgetting" what happened to it?  *Cough, cough.



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Randy, I don't know if that's going to be enough to cover the repairs!

The motor's all gunked up with grilled cheese and bread crumbs!

What were you doing with it???

Wood chipper?  What wood chipper?  Money?  I have never offered you a wad of hundred-dollar bills in my entire life!  Do I even know you?



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