The Mysterious Case of Who Sh t My Pants

Our Patreon: SubReddit: Insta: wizardswithguns Twitter: WWGTV TikTok: wizardswithguns I stepped out onto the night. It was hot enough fry an egg and it smelled like eggs too the weather was fine though. I tell you, it aint easy being the patsy for a twobit bumrunner. It wasnt me what done the dirty deed in my dungarees you gotta believe me I got a BM schedule like a veteran jazz singer I always know when to scat. There was a patty cake on daddys cake and I had my bakers man. I just needed proof and a shower. I could tell by the smug look on the suspects face that he was full of it and I dont mean shit, cause all of his was in my khakis giving the pleats a good steam. I had his number and it was two and it was in my pants. The party was over and Id danced cheektocheek thing is, it takes two to salsa and this salsa was extra chunky. Will our intrepid detective follow his