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   Then I got back in there, and then that idiot, the policeman, wrote down something or other. “What did he threaten you with?” “A semi-automatic.” “What do you know about semi-automatics?” I said, “I was probably using a pistol to do arms training before you were even born.” “What?” he said, “Was it a real weapon or a replica?” So I said, “I didn’t ask if it was just for practice...” Oh and then I finally rang up my wife and said, “It’s getting a bit late. I was (only) at the bank.“
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