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Post by The Bookkeeper on May 14, 2011 17:40:35 GMT -5
Ever watch any of those old western movies and think, that should be me! Well, you don't.
This occured to 'The Bookkeeper' as he skidded across the salon bar, spilling whiskey, getting even more people mad at him. My poor poor jumpsuit. Always getting stained. With a crash and a curse, someone dragged 'The Bookkeeper' to his feet. His hands flew across his body. Laser pistol; Check. Vortex manipulator; Check. Diskthatthedalekscanneverfind; Check. Everything; Check.
"Get him!"
Angry mob; Check.
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