May 4, 2005
"Uh... it's a movie set."
You remember when they were filming a horror movie down in my garage? It isn't in the front of my mind either when I go downstairs to unlock the garage door from the inside to let in the guys who take down my storm windows and put up the screens. With the door open, I see there's a weird, low cot with ropes and chains padlocked across it. I'm all please don't think we torture people here.
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Prior bad acts? Mens rea? Oh, *where* is Frank Turkheimer, evidence prof extraordinare, when you need him?
Uh, Ann, can I borrow that cot with chains thingy this weekend?
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