The Search For Bullshit Part I

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so i'm at the beach the other day, and the kid gets obsessed about this black band coming out of the sand. i tell him to let go. he won't. i ask him why he turns and says in that dogish kind of talk "there's something else to this dude, i'm tellin' ya! it ain't just some black band...". "waddya mean it ain't just some black band?! leave it alone and i'll give you a biscuit!" said I. "dude" he says "screw the biscuit! i don't even like 'em that much! they usually mean i get stuck in the house afterwards... i'm tellin' ya, this ain't some black band, it smells like a fat guy!". so he probably ate something out of the sand, drank too much salt water, but this dog's goin' crazy for sure thought i. "what do you mean a fat guy?!", "yeah! smells like a fat guy, pastrami and hair pomade!", "whoa dog! do you think?!..." and he says, yeah dude, i do think so!"...

and that's how me and the kid started the search for Jimmy Hoffa.