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    Festus

    You see, Sheriff.

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    Doug Langille

    Doug Langille

    hack writer & shameless technophile

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    Festus

    You see, Sheriff. I was taking a shower at the Deadman’s Falls after Festus pushed me in the dirt. Sure, there was a bout of fisticuffs, but nothing too crazy? Yes, I know he’s a horse, but I’ve been lonely. Where’s my pants? Yes, sir. Festus ate them.

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    Tags: solitude, speculative, wit

    Published: March 20, 2014

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