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“Give me a jumbo dog,” I said, leaning in. “And go heavy on the sauerkraut. I’m a man who likes his cabbage loud.”

I headed to the lab to see Ted Olsen. Ted was busy trying to invent a way to make water wetter.

I thanked Ted and headed to the Hacienda. I went undercover as a man looking for a hot dog. It was a stretch, but I thought I could pull it off. I sat at the counter and waited. The guy behind the grill looked like he’d been hit in the face with a shovel and liked it. “What’ll it be?” he growled. Quelli della pallottola spuntata 1x5

I went to lean against my car, missed, and fell into a dumpster. It was just another day on the force.

“Exactly. But not just any sauerkraut. This is The Wurst brand. It’s only sold at one place in the city: 'The Hot Dog Hacienda' down on 4th and Main.” “Give me a jumbo dog,” I said, leaning in

I knelt down and looked at the body. “He’s dead, Ed. But look at his hands.” “What about them?” “He’s holding a white glove. And it’s not his.”

“Thanks, Ed,” I said, looking off into the distance. “It just goes to show you: in this town, if you can’t speak up, you’re better off not saying anything at all.” Ted was busy trying to invent a way to make water wetter

“You’re under arrest!” I yelled, pinning him down. “You have the right to remain silent, though I doubt you’ll be as good at it as Pierre was!”