Dining on the buffet of human misery
Busted is my new guilty (get it) pleasure. When I ask the cashiers of the seedier establishments in Utah County they say they can't keep them on the shelf. Who wouldn't pay a dollar to look at page after page of mugshots. It is like I am on my very own episode of Law and Order SVU, and I didn't even have to witness a rape.
Time to finger the perp.
