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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors

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To: TEDennis who wrote (500)7/31/2001 12:06:42 AM
From: Roo  Read Replies (1) of 766
 
No sooner had the grubby little night manager made his move when a lean and weatherbeaten farmer showed up at the front desk.

"Ah comes t' pick up mah jeans" stated the farmer in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Ummmmm... your jeans?" the surprised night manager raised an eyebrow.
"Shore 'nuff" replied the farmer, "Sez so raht on this hyar cew-pon." With that, the farmer reached into the pocket of his grimy flannel shirt and withdrew a soiled bit of paper.

The night manager looked at the paper in the farmer's outstretched hand in the same way as one might regard a burning paper bag full of feces on the front doorstep. However the farmer was quite insistent and continued to thrust the dog-eared coupon towards the night manager.

He carefully reached for the scrap of paper and held it at arms length, dangling between his thumb and forefinger. Despite a torn corner and a wholly illegible bar-code, the night manager couldn't help but notice that the coupon did rather clearly state "bearer entitled to one free pair of Levi Strauss authentic 501 button-fly jeans"
"Well I'll be danged," thought the night manager borrowing briefly from the farmer's lexicon, "My century post grub was upstaged by a backwoods hick..."
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