OPEN POST: Celebs & Their Cats - Vintage Edition!
OPEN POST: Los Angeles Noir, 1947
Wouldn't you know it'd be a dame? It's always a dame. I was sitting in my shabby little detective office on Sepulveda trying to figure out which creditor I could stave off when in walked trouble - trouble being a tall redhead with big knockers and a fanny you could eat lunch off of. She sat down, dimpled sweetly, and cooed, "I'm Lorna, and I have a problem only you can solve." I answered, "If you've got a problem I'm the dick ('40s slang for detective) for you." She relaxed and put her feet up: "Fatal Instinct," courtesy of MGM UA She told me, "I've got a plot of land in Brentwood and I don't know how best to maximize my profits on it." After taking a gander, I suggested, "Maybe the erection of a big skyscraper would be the best thing for your plot." That seemed to excite her. She said, "But my acreage has always been residential. Would such a big erection be legal?" I replied, "Trus...
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