picture it kittens...the year was 2014 and things would go from dreadful
to deplorable...beginn'n with america's brilliant blunt comedic cunt who lost her voice along with her life with an "accidental" slip of the knife after a routine check-up
JUSTIN BIEBER lost his morals along with his squeaky clean image turn'n to the dark side of his fame with a linty of charges stemm'n from a DUI...assault charges...disruptive house parties to (of all things) egg'n
and the biggest box office bomb of the year belonged to "STORAGE 24" rake'n in less than the price of a membership at Lifetime Fitness take'n in only an abysmally pathetic $72 total (no zero's are miss'n kittens that was their entire haul after 1 nite at the theaters) it was apparently soo bad that no one even bothered to make a useable gif on google fer this blog
click here fer pt. 1 to catch up of TY A TRAGIC TORNADO
had evolved over the years between them both personally...however...professionally all i know from my point of view is that LUSH was enjoy'n a very boom'n success and Lyle pretty much was the main presence nite after nite pour'n his soul into to the biz...though i was not privy to the behind the scene operations
rumors had spread as much as Lyle's waistline had by the summer of
2013 and apparently there was a rift within the couple as far as the finances went from what i recalled hear'n thru the soured grapevines that year when i popped in to the bar fer a breather and though it had nothing to do with me personally or professionally...i still had maintained somewhat of a casual repour with Lyle as he said that they were hope'n to acquire the bar across the street and turn it into some drag bar to add to their portfolio and asked me if i would be interested in bein a part of it
BUTT unfortunately
by the fall of 2014 the unthinkable happened on the morn'n of august 11th
when Lyle and Telly would take their finale road trip to a gas station in Arden Hills (you can read all the sordid deets by click'n here) and Lyle would end up evade'n the local authorities and the FBI in plain sight fer 30 days thanx to hook-up apps and craigslist supposedly...the capture reward alone was roughly a mid range years salary and had everyone search'n fer Lyle's whereabouts under every nook and crawl space like some sorta expensive easter egg hunt
now i'm not here condone'n Lyle's actions in the slightest...you do a crime
you do yer time P-E-R-I-O-D!
however...from all i've known of Lyle since the first time we met at my
rental mentals (and trust me...they were just that) his later actions were such a beyond departure from the jovial juvenile antics that i once knew him as that at some point over the course of his relationship with Telly...somethin' obviously had to have drastically happened to change this once carefree boisterous clown into a cold blooded killer...was it a calculated callous crime or a desperate crime of passion? only one person will ever be able to tell that tale
now GET OFF MY DRESS!
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