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I'd rather be at the pub. A bit of an understatement, perhaps, but true, nonetheless. Unfortunately, I had been barred from my local watering hole for refusing to put my pants
in the hamper where they belonged. I dropped them on the floor along with my
gun and holster. I almost for got to take my extra pair of socks out, now that would have been
a case of mistaken identity or at least
a case of insomnia, as I thought... maybe this is all just a dream... and soon I'd wake up and
after a quick pull to start the day off right, this whole ugly incident could be left behind me.
