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Officer Ferguson

Full of magic tricks, fond of parlor jokes, collects fruit flies, “For the coroner,” he jests. Kind-a guy shows up at a party in uniform a-hard knocking down the door, “We’ve had a noise complaint at this address.” “Just kidding, … Continue reading

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