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Rusty went and put the trash bags with 
Timothy's remains onto the back of his 
1990 black ram truck.  Rusty drove 
throughout the city of Green Haven and 
dumped Timothy's body parts in 
dumpsters on the north side, east side, 
west side, and south side of Green Haven.  
Returning home the smell of bleach, Pine 
Sol, and other cleaning products greeted 
him at the door.  "Linda I'm back".  "Come 
down to the basement Rusty.  Well this 
was the best Sunday I ever had".  The rays 
of the sun came peeking in through the 
bedroom window of Rusty and Linda 
Locklear.  "Linda get up it's time to get 
ready for work".  "Five more minutes Rusty 
just five more".  "We've already over slept.  
Get up".  Stretching out her arms Linda 
got up and headed to the bathroom.  "I'm 
using this shower.  You can use the other 
shower".  The two of them hit the showers
and got ready for work.  "Rusty who are you
defending today in court?"  "I'm defending 
this drug addicted, drug smuggling 
prostitute.  We'll talk after work.  I want to 
hear about what went on at Pine Needle 
Hospital today" grabbing his briefcase 
Rusty left for work.  Pulling into the 
parking lot of Green Haven courthouse 
Rusty parked and went inside.  Entering 
the superior courtroom Rusty took a look 
around . "Look at all these scum bags.  I 
want to kill everyone one of them" Rusty 
thought to himself.  As he approached the 
bench the inmates was led in by an 
officer.  After exchanging a few words with 
the judge Rusty took his place by his 
client's side.  The prosecuter presented the 
case to judge.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The 
Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet

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