He left me his prize wooden whisky keg for me to hold. I put it in the corner of my living room.
"Hey," someone asked. "What's in the keg?"
"Whisky," I replied. "Leave it alone."
"That sure looks like a lot of whisky," they said.
"I plan on doing a little drinking. Next subject."
That one ought to be good for a few rumors.
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Someone else asked. ''You still have that old pistol?"
"Yes," I replied. "I have not used it yet because I still have my sense of humor."
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