[ columbo isn't here to pick up a weapon. no, he's just an observant kind of guy, you know. takes a good look at every little detail, taking it all in and picking it apart. he likes to figure stuff out. guess that's the exact kind of guy suited to be a detective, right?
he has a little bit of a lopsided smile when he's addressed, lifting his hand to shake it. ]
Oh, not me either. I ain't really a gun type. My brother-in-law questions me about it all the time. "What kind of cop doesn't use a gun?" It's these buttery fingers of mine. Always dropping things. Imagine me with a gun. One minute it's in my palm and the next? Slamming on the floor and blasting a bullet through a nice freshly bought set of curtains. My wife would kill me.
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he has a little bit of a lopsided smile when he's addressed, lifting his hand to shake it. ]
Oh, not me either. I ain't really a gun type. My brother-in-law questions me about it all the time. "What kind of cop doesn't use a gun?" It's these buttery fingers of mine. Always dropping things. Imagine me with a gun. One minute it's in my palm and the next? Slamming on the floor and blasting a bullet through a nice freshly bought set of curtains. My wife would kill me.