Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Durst

What the hell is this about? John and I worked for the Durst’s on the S.I. building a few years ago with DNA so I always like to follow this story.

Um, Yeah, I panicked when, in a struggle for a gun, I killed someone while dressed as a woman and then cut her up. Can I get out of Jail now?

Crazy world. Someone should sell tickets. Hell, I’d buy one.

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