Abishai100
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A New Orleans eerie crime tale.

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AMLAN: I've rather enjoyed New Orleans hockey-coaching.
DANICA: As your wife, I proclaim our interest for Mardi-Gras!
AMLAN: I'm a coach; you're a calendar-girl; we're Louisiana, ok.
DANICA: There's so much about me you're unaware of now, hubby.
AMLAN: What's it?
DANICA: What if I'm a simple psycho, hubby (hmmm)?
AMLAN: I'd sense such a thing as a psychic in our kitchen, ha.
DANICA: Facebook-like, hubby?

Louisiana-man and hockey-coach and American hubby Amlan made his wife (Danica) some culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread ahead of Mardi-Gras in New Orleans land to unwind his soul and prepare for a masquerade-vacation, unaware his dear lady was a double-life hockey-masked psycho serial-killer who sought to make Louisiana a thing of the Devil's journal (for the Ego!). What would he sense, thinking of himself as a sensitive psychic sporting resident of Louisiana now (hmmm)?

DETECTIVE: You must be purely horrified?
AMLAN: She's vanished...nowhere...damn!
DETECTIVE: Some prankster sent you a photo?
AMLAN: Some girl in her likeness, in hockey-mask.
DETECTIVE: Aware our femme-suspect is such a masked lady?
AMLAN: This is the Devil's work...here in New Orleans.
DETECTIVE: Did you attend Mardi-Gras with your wife, friend?
AMLAN: Maybe your suspect is behind her disappearance, wow.
DETECTIVE: Maybe our suspect is using the disappearance, ok.
AMLAN: You insinuate my wife's suspect now, sir?
DETECTIVE: Don't be frantic for know...this is Louisiana.
AMLAN: This is Hell (Facebook-like).

Amlan never saw his wife again (wow). She simply exited his life altogether. Amlan decided to move to Colorado and continued his life of American hockey-coaching and began adapting the entire kiln 'mystery' into a novel concept ironically titled Dearest Suspect. Meanwhile, the hockey-mask femme's trail of terror had continued, leading to more bloody-murders in the American Homeland. How'd Amlan guess his otherwise entirely normal life of Earthling Mardi-Gras veiled a dark side reading of things of simple/pure...know?
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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)

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AMLAN: I've rather enjoyed New Orleans hockey-coaching.
DANICA: As your wife, I proclaim our interest for Mardi-Gras!
AMLAN: I'm a coach; you're a calendar-girl; we're Louisiana, ok.
DANICA: There's so much about me you're unaware of now, hubby.
AMLAN: What's it?
DANICA: What if I'm a simple psycho, hubby (hmmm)?
AMLAN: I'd sense such a thing as a psychic in our kitchen, ha.
DANICA: Facebook-like, hubby?

Louisiana-man and hockey-coach and American hubby Amlan made his wife (Danica) some culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread ahead of Mardi-Gras in New Orleans land to unwind his soul and prepare for a masquerade-vacation, unaware his dear lady was a double-life hockey-masked psycho serial-killer who sought to make Louisiana a thing of the Devil's journal (for the Ego!). What would he sense, thinking of himself as a sensitive psychic sporting resident of Louisiana now (hmmm)?

DETECTIVE: You must be purely horrified?
AMLAN: She's vanished...nowhere...damn!
DETECTIVE: Some prankster sent you a photo?
AMLAN: Some girl in her likeness, in hockey-mask.
DETECTIVE: Aware our femme-suspect is such a masked lady?
AMLAN: This is the Devil's work...here in New Orleans.
DETECTIVE: Did you attend Mardi-Gras with your wife, friend?
AMLAN: Maybe your suspect is behind her disappearance, wow.
DETECTIVE: Maybe our suspect is using the disappearance, ok.
AMLAN: You insinuate my wife's suspect now, sir?
DETECTIVE: Don't be frantic for know...this is Louisiana.
AMLAN: This is Hell (Facebook-like).

Amlan never saw his wife again (wow). She simply exited his life altogether. Amlan decided to move to Colorado and continued his life of American hockey-coaching and began adapting the entire kiln 'mystery' into a novel concept ironically titled Dearest Suspect. Meanwhile, the hockey-mask femme's trail of terror had continued, leading to more bloody-murders in the American Homeland. How'd Amlan guess his otherwise entirely normal life of Earthling Mardi-Gras veiled a dark side reading of things of simple/pure...know?
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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)