Each list ends with a necronym: John for Timothy, […]

It was in the newspapers and on TV how cops all over the country were looking for Buddy, and here this assbrain wanted to know if he was sending postcards, or calling up to chat, or whatever dumb fucking thing she thought.

At the end of the process, they vacuum-pack the money in cellophane to make it easier to transport.

Especially in the Eden Valley, trees create what is almost a green tunnel (particularly in summer).