Convicted murderers don’t cry. They lacriminal glands.
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To catch the prostitution ring the police set up a sting operation. In fact they released the hornets.
The 2000-pound psychopath displayed one-ton disregard for societal norms.
The most dangerous vegetable in the hood? Bro killy.
Peer pressure is rife within motorcycle gangs. The problem is everywhere. Really, it’s ‘u-bike-wit’-us’!
The gangland baseball star established a huge mafia umpire. Of course, he won’t say a word about his past hits: He follows the code of homerta, and brushes off all allegations as baseless. But he has been seen patrolling the alleys, and out of left field, he takes a swing at the pitcher. ‘Don’t try to put one past a man with three balls,’ he gloats. Despite facing the heat for two controversial strikes–and repeatedly ending up in foul territory–he ends up walking. Of course, the other guys balk. The next inning he decides to stick a cap on a fan. This time the hard liners get to him. So he winds up in the pen. Before, he would feast on sliders, but now he kills time sacrificing flies and collecting booze tins on his mickey mantle. Some say he dabbles in CyYoungtology. During this short stop, he pulls off a deadly sidearm delivery. He rallies, ends up running all the bases, and despite being violently tagged, he makes it home, safe. The truth of the matter? You could ask the catcher, but the catcher knows squat.
Handbag thieves are purse-pickacious.
The mattress thief was cot in the act… bed-handed.
When Sherlock saw the disemboweled murder victim’s coiled intestines, he said to Watson, “Alimentary, my dear.”
The mafia hitman brought candles along to his hit. He had to wax someone. He was wicked.