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Too Much Monkey Business – Chuck Berry
Robber was ten minutes late and I hadn’t touched my beer. He was always late, just to show who was boss. When he came in, he went straight to the bar, not looking right or left. He knew I’d be there. He conversed with the landlord, received some brown foamy liquid in an old fashioned dimpled mug, paid, and headed towards me.
Like the boozer, he didn’t change either. Same old brown suit, run-down shoes, wrinkled shirt, tie pulled down, and top button undone. He didn’t appear to notice the weather. His reddish hair was beginning to show a hint of grey, and his moustache could have done with a trim. Sometimes it’s comforting when people and places don’t change.
He dropped into the chair next to mine, took a swig of beer, swallowed, then said, ‘I s
