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SEXY AM
I?
ABOUT
AS SEXY AS
SOMETHING I’D
FLUSH DOWN
THE TOILET.
I CAN’T
BELIEVE SHE’S
SENDING YOU
BACK IN.
YEAH, WELL,
SHE HAS TO. I
HAVEN’T LEARNED
ALL THE WORDS TO
“EARTHLAND UBER
ALLES” YET.
I WANT
YOU TO WEAR
A WIRE.
LOVE TO!
DARLING IDEA,
REALLY. SO KIND
OF YOU TO
SUGGEST IT.
THE THING IS,
THERE’S THIS HOT
LITTLE EARTHBLOOD
NUMBER WHO CAN’T
KEEP HER HANDS
OFF ME.
SO IMAGINE,
THERE WE ARE
PETTING IN THE BUNKER,
AND SHE SLIDES HER
HAND UNDER MY SHIRT,
AND...OH MY
GOODNESS...
SURPRISE!
IT’S. A.
WIRE!
ONLY YOU
WOULD HAVE THAT
KIND OF PROBLEM,
AARON.
YEAH,
WELL...
...I KNEW THE
JOB WAS DANGEROUS
WHEN I TOOK IT. DON’T
BE JEALOUS, RICHY.
IT LOOKS BAD
ON YOU.
HEY, NICE LOOK, MORELLO.
YOU UNDERCOVER AS A
COUCH POTATO, OR DID
YOU JUST FORGET
YOUR SHIRT?
I’VE HAD
THAT URGE MYSELF,
FROM TIME
TO TIME.
THAT’S “EAT
IT, DETECTIVE STAMM.”
THESE ARE
OUR NEIGHBORS,
OFFICERS JI-HUN PARK
AND LOUIS MORELLO,
UNDERCOVER CHICAGO
FASHION ICONS.
AN ALIEN...
UHH...HEH...THREWUP ON HIM.
EAT IT,
STAMM!
THAT’S MY
DESK BACK BY THE
STAIRS, AND THIS IS
YOU. MY LAST PARTNER
DIED IN THAT CHAIR.
MASSIVE CEREBRAL
HEMORRHAGE.
WENT
JUST LIKE
THAT.
HOW MANY
PARTNERS
HAVE YOU HAD,
ANYWAY?
YOU
CAN’T COUNT
THAT HIGH.
DAMN,
MORELLO, YOU
FORGET HOW
TO USE A
REMOTE?
SCREW YOU,
DETECTIVE
STAMM.
PARK, CAN
