Hercule Poirot and the Case of Girls Gone Wild (standard:humor, 964 words)
Author: kathyg	Added: Jan 07 2009	Views/Reads: 3113/1881	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Poirot goes a little on the wild side when he happens on a strange and sexy site...he is on the case!

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Not exactly the type to let loose and watch this kind of stuff.” 

“ I am Hercule Poirot.!!! The most famous detective in all the world!!” 

“If you are so famous, how come none of these hot babes are visiting
you?” 

“I am not, as you say, a wild man. I am a detective!” 

“Let me take the computer into the shop. It will be a couple of days.
Sure you will be okay with your “little gray cells”? Can they handle 
it?” 

“But of course!” , Poirot says with a wave of the hand... 

Over the next few days, the mailbox became full of strange letters from
sunny places. With each one having the caption 

“Girls Gone Wild”... 

A knock at the office door. 

“We are looking for Monsieur Poirot! The computer repairman sent us over
to help him with the case!”, the girls say all together. 

“What case?”, Miss Lemon asks. 

“The Girls Gone Wild Case, but of course!”, the girls reply, giggling. 

“For crying out loud, Monsieur Poirot! They really want to talk to you?”


“Who?” 

“Those Girls Gone Wild!” 

“Well, what do they want?” 

“Duh? Now, come on! Monsieur Poirot. You know, don't you?” 

“Ahhhhhh...a clue!” 

“They want something to do wild? I am not sure this old heart can take
that!” 

“Well,” Miss Lemon giggles, “it certainly wouldn't do you any harm...why
not give it a whirl?” 

“That, I , Hercule Poirot, would stoop to talking to a Girl Gone Wild to
find out what makes them wild? I can't even think when I seethose girls 
start dancing. How am I ever going to solve this case?” 

“Listen and learn...Monsieur Poirot...I am sure they will do all the
work...”, Miss Lemon bursts out laughing and she has to leave the 
office... 

“Hello? Hercule Poirot here...Are you what they call, Girls Gone Wild? “


“Ohh baby baby yes!!!!”, two of the girls whisper in his ear as they go
behind him and put their fingers through his hair. He quickly gets out 
his comb and fixes his hair. 

What is that baby stuff? I am a detective! I am Hercule Poirot. I am not
what you call “baby”!!!” 

“So, Monsieur  P, do you want to know what makes us wild?” 

“Yes!! That I, Hercule Poirot would like to know 

what makes Girls Gone Wild, Wild!” 

“We can't really put it into words... 

We can show you though.. 

“Here we go...!! As the girls form a line in front of him and take off
their tops, one after another, like a row of sexy dominoes... 

Poirots eyes dilate and he shouts, 

“Sacre bleu!!! “ 

“Wow!!! that's better than the screensaver!!! 

Now that's Girls Gone Wild!! 


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