"Where is your boot?"
"I lost it?"
"What, how do you loose a boot."
"Look you don't know what kind of day I have. The fact is that all I lost was a boot, and I am hear alive which is more than I can say for half the people I met on the way here, so could we just relax about the boot?"
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