Stuff I’m Proud of

I’m proud that I still don’t know if Wilson Philips is a man, a woman or a group of people. I’m proud that the only body modification I’ve ever had done was falling face forward into a coffee table. I’m proud that I’ve never lied during sex. I’m proud that I’ve never taken money to […]

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My Mystery, Cha Five

Partridge took the bearded Russian to his arms and embraced him. “Finally, a familiar face!” Kossov Dith put a finger to his lips as the staff filed out. “It is GOOD to see you, my friend”, Kossov whispered excitedly. He closed the library door. “How long has it been?” Goober Partridge thought for a moment, […]

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My Mystery, Cha Four

By the time Goober Partridge had arrived, the servants were assembled in the library… although the chamber maid couldn’t be completely assembled due to a missing bolt. The body lay just where it had lain after the murder. Someone had covered the body with coasters, however. “What are these?”, Partridge asked, picking up a coaster. […]

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My Mystery, Cha Three

Goober Partridge sat in his receiving room opposite Inspector Halfahock who was holding a stack of folders. Partridge was only allowing the police forty-five minutes a week of consultation, so they usually brought in several cases. The great detective would speed read the particulars of the case and then give his input on each as […]

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