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oultry asked. "Just lie here and suffer?"
"I can go upstairs and fetch you a pilla, if you like You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login," Sheriff Marchette offered.
"Dick? Dick, you okay?" The voice, tentative and afraid, was coming from upstairs.
"Oh, I'm just dandy!" Mr. Moultry hollered. "I'm just tickled pink"-pank, he pronounced it-"to be layin' down here with two busted legs and a bomb next to my melon! God a'mighty! I don't know who you are up there, but you're a bigger idiot than the fool who dropped that damn bomb in the first... oh. It's you."
"Hi there, Dick You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login," Mr. Gerald Hargison said sheepishly. "How're you doin'?"
"I could just dance!" Mr. Moultry's face was getting splotched with crimson. "Shit You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login!"
Mr. Hargison stood at the edge of the hole and peered down. "That's the bomb right there, is it?"
"No, it's a big goose turd!" Mr. Moultry raged. "'Course it's the bomb!"
While Mr. Moultry thrashed to get free again and only succeeded in raising a storm of plaster dust and causing himself considerable pain, Dad looked around the basement. Over in one corner was a desk, and above it a wall plaque that read A MAN'S HOME IS HIS CASTLE. Next to it was a poster of a bug-eyed black minstrel tap-dancing, and underneath it the yilai：
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