Well, about ten minutes ago. The scene: me, sitting outside. Partaking of Happy Hour, cigar in one hand and pint glass containing a 2 Below in the other. Two earnest looking, be-suited young men approach from starboard.
First Young Man: Hello...
Me... holding my cigar hand up, palm facing outward: Stop right there. You are intruding... unbidden... on my peaceful, contemplative Friday afternoon. Get thee behind me, and right now!Both young men turned on their heels and retreated without a further word. All this transpired exactly as written - and only as written... no more, no less - The Deity At Hand strike me dead if I lie.
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