When I came to in the drunk tank of the Biloxi P.D. early that Sunday morning, SG11 was kind enough to tell me why we were still handcuffed together. I never did find out why the tranny stripper was in there with us, but she was very friendly even when we made bail and she didn't. SG11 did say he'd "make things right," but since I had to be in Memphis that afternoon I lost track of what finally happened to them.
I'm content, but it's tinged with melancholy.
B.B. King is gone and the world is a smaller place. He'll be missed, but remembered forever.
Everyone knows "the thrill is gone," but my favorite line has always been, "Nobody loves me but my mother, and she could be jivin' too..."
R.I.P.
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