Having disguised myself as a Navajo warrior, I'm able to slip past all Haynes security and grab the prize. Back across the country I fly with my prize. I wish you people would quit stealing it when I'm at work or out shopping...this is getting to be a chore getting it back......
OK UH YUCK! I take out my Dog catchers equipment and take care of the wet slobbery friend...As for you...GIVE IT BACK....About time thank you, now stay away.....
HA! I'll just slip in and get the prize while you are tending your wounds. I've buried it under the Wamping Willow where no one can get it.
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God then made man. The Italians for their beauty. The French for their cuisine. The Welsh for their voices. The Germans for their cars. And on and on until He looked at what He had created and said, "This is all very well, but no-one is having fun. I'll have to make an Irishman."
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Slips past the dog and steals the prize. Raising my cloak I vanish in the form of a wolf into the night, returning to my human form at the local pub where I seek a beautiful lassie to share the prize with.