My house was built in the early 1900s and was used to secretly store and distribute liquor to the town and surrounding areas during prohibition… that money is as good as mine.
118 years old? Well, in that case, all I have to do it put the paperclip upstairs. Without one of those stair climber chair lifts, I doubt he’d even be able to get up there to look for it.
My house was built in the early 1900s and was used to secretly store and distribute liquor to the town and surrounding areas during prohibition… that money is as good as mine.
What you dont know is that the detective is from your home town, is 118 years old and was drunk as a skunk during those years.
Hobbling centurian drunk detective is gonna getcha.
118 years old? Well, in that case, all I have to do it put the paperclip upstairs. Without one of those stair climber chair lifts, I doubt he’d even be able to get up there to look for it.