“… so anway, he comes over to our table real smooth like and he smells like, God, I don’t know how to describe the smell. He says to us, and I’m not making this up, he says, ladies, the Golden Goose is on the loose and never out of season. That was his line, I guess. It was so weird. I guess he actually thought he was something special. He was still wearing his rubber boots. We all laughed in his face. He told us all to go to hell then walked out of the bar and then …
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