In the days of the old west, a sheriff walks into a bar, sits down, and says to the barman:

"Bartender, I'm lookin' for a varmint. Wonder if you've seen him in these here parts?"

"Well, Sheriff," says the bartender, "what's he look like?"

"Well," says the sheriff, "he's gone on a paper outfit. Paper shirt, paper pants, a paper vest, paper guns in paper holsters, paper boots and spurs, and, oh yeah, a big paper coat and a big paper ten gallon hat."

"Can't say I've seen him in these parts," says the bartender, "but what's he wanted fer?"

"Rustlin'," says the sheriff.

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