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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
The Amazing Ray P. I.
BLAMB: So, I came to you because you're the best private dick in town. RAY: What have you heard about me? BLAMB: People say you're amazing, Ray. RAY: And what do you want? BLAMB: I want to you to dig up dirt on somebody. RAY: I don't "dig up dirt". I seek truth. BLAMB: Does the truth ever include dirt? RAY: Usually. I liked this Amazing Ray already. His manner was calm and efficient. He was like a ninja, only more pleasant. BLAMB: Good. I want you to find out the "truth" about a guy named Quon'dar. RAY: Who is this ... Quon'dar? BLAMB: He's this guy, see? He's been staying at my apartment. He's going out with a friend of mine ... but I don't trust him. I get the sense he's hiding something, that he ain't on the up and up. RAY: Really? Or do you harbour a personal dislike? BLAMB: That, too. RAY: Fine, I will do a preliminary search and see what I come up with. If there's enough information to warrant further investigation, we will proceed from there. Is that acceptable? BLAMB: Sure thing. Thanks, Ray. RAY: But I must warn you, sometimes the truth is not what we expect it to be. Sometimes the journey leads us in directions we did not anticipate. BLAMB: Don't give me all this philomasophical blabbermagook! Just you do your job and let me worry about "the journey". Sheesh. RAY: I will abide. 1:06 AM , # , | |
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