K, I was sitting in a car in a parking lot in front of Enterprise waiting for my Grandma to come out. I saw a guy with a suit, tie, and Horatio-like glasses. I said that out loud and my sister said that there moght be a crime scene around there. My mom laughed to herself and said "maybe there's a body under our car or something." My sister and I started laughing and my mom started saying this. I'm just adding stuff to make it more understandable.
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Horatio turned the corner in his car and saw the scene ahead. He parked and walked over to a man, mid-20's, from, apparently, the East.
"What's going on here?" He asked, taking off his glasses.
"We're trying to get this man to move his car, but he refuses to." One of his comrades said.
"It's my spot." The man said.
"Sir, pl-" His comrade started.
"I don't care what the cause, it's my spot." The man said again.
"Sir, there is a bod-" Horatio said in his toughest voice.
"THIS IS MY SPOT!"The man yelled.
"Oi vey." Horatio said.
"I'm gonna call a tow truck." His comrade said walking away.
"So does this mean I'll lose my spot?"
"NO!! you keep your !#$%^&*-ing spot!" Horatio screamed, aggravated.
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It's better when mom does the imitation.
