Last night at the Silver Bullet Bar, located in a wooded area at Loveless Motel, our hairy bleach blonde stud picked up a guest who was staying over at Aluminum City for a house party. Things got sloppy drunk and our blonde friend saw an opportunity to lift his trick's wallet. To make a long story short, he was seen by one of the more sober houseguests who, in the morning as blondie slept, explained the situation to the group. Miss Clairol thought everything was going smoothly when he woke up, and was all in when someone suggested a game of Blind Man's Buff in one of the fields, despite the cold weather, and our good natured light-fingered lad says he'll be the first to put on the bandana. Then, blind as he was, he heard one of the bunch say "Okay bud. The real name of this game is "find your fucking car keys in the woods" ". He heard a set of keys being rattled, laughter, and from a distance, "and I've got my wallet back. Good luck finding your keys, ya stoopid naked bastard"
There's an office pool on how long it will take him to find those keys in that field, and a berth in the Hoosegow has his name on it.
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