Should private detectives be liable to inspection?

I must disagree with you old girl your female PI or pie (my little meat related joke what) is most thorough my Rotter sausage has never had a more rigorous inspection by Jove no. Well unless you include that time the Propellar-tron crash landed in that Swedish convent (most exhilarating) I must insist that you keep your terrified screams down there to a minimum though old girl its putting her off her stroke what. Tip top.

They fall in line with construction workers, plumbers, etc. the whole service industry has fallen prey to the belief that a lack of immediate assistance will add value to their service and increase their pay or draw out the project and their weekly pay. *looks over, spoon with icing in one hand joint in the other* Next time you contract with the lady you should offer an immediate assistance bonus and decrease the amount paid over time thus ensuring a speedy release. She just likes to whine, no matter if it is one on one or a whole baseball team she just wants to whine... its her signature move. You know all you needed to yell, was "Courtney put down the bong and get your azz in here" *walking down into the dungeon still smoking the J* - I thought you were willingly tied as so often occurs with my friends. Seemed a little strange, but I didn't know what to expect with you Brits and I figured hell this dames pretty smart, have house guests and get "locked" in the dungeon, way to duck out... Ted has been missing also and I thought maybe he was detecting in there with you.... *walks over to cell and frees you* Is everything good now? We have a few more hoodies to shoot, I made a bar run last night to replenish our supply and you have some anger that you may want to get out... You Brits really now how to grow the reefer my friend; oh and having JP frisked was a great idea, some of your personal stuff was discovered... Don't count on a discount from her, she bi+ch slapped me and said I was a dickette the other night so I actually work for her or you or whatever, can I get paid in pot, please?

Oh dear me...Stuck in the dungeon again? I knew I should have been the one to hold on to those keys! But preparing the sausage for christmas is very important job ya know. Perhaps I could scarce up a magazine or two and some candles or a flash light perhaps?

Need anything to eat? I could give you some red bull and perhaps you will get so energized you can bust your way out of the dungeon!

In the mean time I'll go wrestle JjP for the keys...

yells*Hold her down boys!!!!*

A private dickette should be inspected thoroughly by an expert like .....mmmm.........let me think...........Oh Yes, me. I can do this for you. Of course it would have to be a strip search and would involve the custard detector equipment.

She will no doubt be with you presently, I can only assume that if you can hear her then she must be in the process of being inspected - very likely by a number of inspectors. Hold on tight and be brave.

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OMG, what is that weird creature that just appeared above me?

Does this mean that you did not get the spoon? How will you eat custard without a spoon? Remember, my boat is at the docks. The key is under the fuel tank...sorry, mind wandered, visualized you lathered in custard, all alone on my boat, lathered in custard, dimples needing comforting arms...wandered again! Best sign off, Y/A may have apoplexy!..custard tart...yum! Hip Hip!

What???

After all I've done for you, you have turned my deputized dicks and dickettes against me? Everyone is trying to frisk me now, MAKE THEM STOP!!!

(Not that I'm complaining for anything, but could you at least have them line up in a row? I'm really a one-on-one type of person at heart)

Funny one Kitty

Indeed they should and they are. When one of my Popsies put a tec on my trail to see if I were cheating on her with my wife, I had my man Cuthbertson capture him, where upon Cuthbertson 'Inspected' him, well his teeth anyway, as Cuthbertson had them all in a line on the table for me to see. The blighter kept 6 gold ones for himself, A sharp rap on the back of his cranium with my cane had Cuthbertson remembering that he had them down his sock (for safe keeping ) and duly presented them to me.

Hey, vat hiev yiou done mit my Ida? VERE IST SHE??????

(Oh, unt my fat neice, zat ist vai she became a dickette, just so she could frisk people...so ya, frisk her back...I mean, investigate her!)

I for one enjoy being inspected and have been known to spout while achieving my weekly release.............should you need to know more about my credentials you are more than welcome to feel me out..........i'm mean I have references.......ahem