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Cooler, drier air moved in yesterday evening taking away the threat of our daily thunderstorms. After a long, hard day, Hu-Dad thought it was a perfect time to sit outside within the walls of Sibe Quentin and enjoy the peace. He should have known that would not last long before a few members of The Herd were shattering the quiet.
Yes, Mr. Frankie Suave with your brown eyes, your face is most innocent. Who could possibly expect you to cause problems?
Sure, Cheesewhiz, you might actually project a certain innocence, but that dirt on the bench above your head does indicate that you might have been digging with abandon.
Mr. Typhoon. Let’s just say that the look of innocence is not something you have mastered. Even when you are innocent, you have the look of guilty.
So the three of you all profess to be free of guilt. Free of crime. Free of temptation.
Unfortunately, it just never lasts.
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