Big Al knew there was a stoolpigeon hiding in the gang that needed to be ousted, and for some reason he couldn’t explain, he kept staring at Joe’s four wooden legs and … tail feathers. “Joe…?”
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“I swear I was dusting, Al,” Joe pleaded, “and these legs are from a recliner. No, no, Al … nooooooo!”