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When abroad, one dark grey day, I saw a happy sight: A gentleman, of English birth engaged me in a fight. He said to me "Now son I'll run you through!" and as it was a Saturday I had nothing else to do.
I picked my sword with little though and said "This might be fun" On further examination I perceived it was a gun. "Now hold on there" I started but with not much time to say, he started to pull the trigger so I blew the creep away!
The happy sight of which I spoke was not his mangeled corpse, but as I stood there over him I noticed his great horse. I considered for a moment that his ownership was through, so I shiped off the horse and they used him for glue!
The happy sight was not the glue itself but for what it was used, for it would seem that my gun hand had become a bit brused. When I say brused of course I mean that it was cut half off, so I picked up my horse-glue and I stuck back on the top.
Now you may think my great naration was a bit un-needed, but without it I couldn't have expressed how I have greived. You may now think that I'm a cook with no brains left at all, but I stand firm that a whole hand is the happiest sight of all!
- Eli McNeil, 2008