All right, you snoop. You’re looking for something fun? Here. I recorded a couple of my trials, back in the early days. They weren’t prerecorded or anything, because I do my sentencing in-person.

There, are you happy? You found the treasure. No more secrets for Owen “Snoopy” Pierce. God, I think I’m going to start calling you that. You can share a nickname with another attention-hogging mass media shill. If Big Oil and Big Pharma had a child called “Big Murder,” you would TRIP over your reasonable but modest workman’s boots to be the corporate spokesman. You make me sick.




(Okay, MAYBE these scavenger hunts are fun. Maybe. Just a little. Sometimes.)