Sensitivity? I've been known to cry at the drop of a hat. I once dropped an expensive Stetson in a hog trough and cried like a baby for weeks. I had it cleaned and reblocked by an Albanian fishmonger who was apprenticing in the trade, but it was never the same. I think it was because he replaced the genuine pheasant band with one made out of carp gills, but whatever he did, the panache was gone.

And Moon.....I've always loved women for their mind. Well, more like, I've always loved women who didn't mind......Especially the ones who didn't mind the smell of that hat. Ya' see, the carp hadn't been preserved and after a few weeks the odor was right fierce. Did I mention what happened to the rattlesnake boots when I went to retrieve the hat? Yeah, well, uh, they got to be pretty ripe too.

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