True Story©… A Very Merry Woodpenis Christmas
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“Frenemies” If you have ever watched Justified on FX as I did when I binged all six seasons and the whole of the spinoff a few months ago, you know what that is. As you may or not be aware, I have made a bit of one of those in our own local law enforcement here lately. I promise shit didn’t start out that way, but a strange series of mishaps made that bed for me. I recently gained the knowledge that he may be finally cutting me loose in order to move on a little further. Part of me is glad to have him out of my ass – pun intended – but part of me will miss having a local law man who owes me favors so big that he has to honor requests or perhaps have a conversation with Internal Affairs. It all started last month with a phone call… Me: “You know if you keep this up, we are gonna have to sit down and discuss our thing with my wife.” Woodpenis: “Well if things go to plan, we might not need to have that conversation.” Me: “Well Detective Woodpenis, what are yo