#307 – Murder He Wrote

A chance encounter with a real estate agent this morning helped clear up a mystery that’s been dogging me for months. Up till now, I’ve blamed a deplorable lack of ethics among real estate agents for my in-laws’ purchase of a house down the street from ours. After running into Bill Franks, however, I realize I have only myself to blame for the Gambinos’ proximity.

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#309 – Photo Envy

Perhaps female hiring personnel do discriminate against pretty job applicants out of jealousy. Even if true, however, I’m pretty sure those practices aren’t actionable in Georgia. And even if the law prohibits the conduct in particular cases, I’m not at all sure the woman who phoned me this morning fell victim to such bias.

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#310 – Is This an Orgasm I See Before Me?

Ever since listening to a recent Bert Show piece on accidental public orgasms, I’ve been on the lookout for one. I’ve paid more attention than usual to the females in my orbit, especially on bike trails and at the gym (where some of the callers said they’d experienced such wonders). Yet I couldn’t say for certain that I’d seen any, until today. Now, having achieved my goal at last, a single thought fills my mind: once was more than enough!

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#315 – Ask Precisely, and Ye Shall Receive

I usually don’t lie to my wife. At the same time, I don’t correct her when she fails to ask the proper question. Sophia thinks I draw too fine a line in that distinction, but the lawyer in me says otherwise. In all probability we’ll debate this subject forever, and last night’s argument will go down as merely the latest, but not last, salvo in our war of words.

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