Dena and I love to listen to episodes of "Forensic Files" on TruTV (formerly Court TV). It's like Law & Order in real life, and every time the good guys win. The tiniest of clues such as carpet fibers, magnified 400 times, can prove that the victim was indeed in the killer's car.
Each episode is driven by the narration of Peter Thomas, whose face never appears which is just as well. His gravelly, low-key yet intense voice methodically lays out the story as leads are followed, forensic plumbers are engaged, and misdirection pops up with curious clues.
Isn't it doubly funny when a totally serious show says something comical by accident?
In this case, Dena and I were watching the "Garden of Evil" episode, where a famous local DJ was whacked to death by some sort of sharp object. Not too far from the body, off against the fence, was the broken handle of a hoe. Of course, the naked ear doesn't detect any difference between "hoe" and "ho." So when the canine unit was brought in to check this possible murder weapon for scents, Thomas explained in his measured fiftysomething cadence:
"The sergeant instructed the police officers not to touch the hoe, until the dogs could get a sniff."
We howled with laughter for five minutes and replayed it four times!
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