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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Man Exclaims Part01</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The man exclaims, 'It was by mere chance that I was in the parking lot when the man died, with the murder weapon in my hand. No sir I had o idea how he died. I just picked up the tire iron to check the pressure on my cars tires. I always used this tire iron. For I've always used the one from the parking garage to check my tires.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the officier spoke sternly in a serious tone, 'that tire iron is not the weapon that killed this man.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The man questioned in a state of confusion, 'Then what did? '</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The officier was angry now. He screamed, 'you did after you smacked him with the tire iron. You ran over him 6 times.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=339531" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The man exclaimed, 'but that's not even my car. That's my wife. Mines the one next to it. I'm being framed I swear.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ace+Of+Black+Hearts">Ace Of Black Hearts</a></strong></div>