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Deja You.
I stop the car in on the curb. I didn’t run the siren, I didn’t turn on the lights, and the place we’re going isn’t for half a block more. Still, I want to play this carefully.… more →
Reynard Noir: The Seedy Underworld of Slylock Fox
Deja You.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: I stop the car in on the curb. I didn’t run the siren, I didn’t turn on the lights, and … more →
The More You No.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: How did he manage to bend the BACK wheel? Ok, here’s how I see it. We start with a shot of a p … more →
Wolf Wear.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: “Didn’t we bring her in on a poisoning charge about a year ago?” Mebee she got off … more →
Not 'Sense of Humor' So Much As 'Vivid Halucinations.'
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: You must tell me how much I weigh. “That is easy. You weigh Turkey and Cheese and Pastrami and … more →
Slylock Dares Reeky Rat To Say 'What' Again.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: There’s three things I see way too much of: plain Bone Idiocy, things being Flat Out Surreal, … more →
The Open Road.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: I guess I must have seen enough of people to get together a pretty nice theory on animal nature. The … more →
Gumshoe.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: “These, ahem, ‘gold coins’ of yours tend to get stolen an awful lot, seems to me. … more →
Have I Really Been Planning This Entry All Along?
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: The room is unnaturally still. It smells like a lot of things: sawdust, stale oil, humidity, spoiled … more →
Mama Take This Badge Off Of Me, I Can't Use It Anymore.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: Hey dere Max. Hey, Dog. See, dat’s whut I talkin bout. Fox never did bother lernin mah name, j … more →
Hungerstruck.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: I sez youz gots ta eat, so youz gots ta eat! N-no! Mos people’s glad ta get dis stuff! Dere … more →
Marathon Mouse.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: Whoever designed this hall was either a sadist or a failed trombone player. It’s long, twisty, … more →
We're So Sorry, Uncle Albert.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: He blinks in surprise at me with the door half-open. Oh… I didn’t expect to see you. … more →
Oh Dam.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: It’d been raining all day. Most of the beat officers were off with emergency crews, and the st … more →
The Maltese Laundry.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: Sometimes it feels like this city is haunted. Not by ghosts. By crime. It’s soaked into the si … more →
Why, He's Just Misunderstod.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: “Alright, let’s get this over with- gah.” Whutsa matta? “It’s… r … more →
Not By The Hair Of Their Chinny Chin Chins.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: I’ve heard them say that there’s two kinds of cops; the quick, and the dead. Maybe make … more →
He Even Stutters In His Internal Monologue.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: They s-s-say I’m b-boring! B-b-boring! M-me! The m-most m-menacing rouge in this whole r-ridic … more →
Not A Cheap Melodrama.
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: Hey- Aw Gawd Sly! Dere’s a Hideous Mutan’ on da ski lift! “Max, you shouldn’ … more →
Most 'Suredly So, Sir! De Whole Ball o' Wax!
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Reynard Noir wrote 1 year ago: I know I’m-a gonna regret askin dis, but whut da blue monkey heck’re we doin in Casablan … more →
