Pete Wisdom says "Well I wanted my Big League Chew from my car, which meant I had to get my shoes on, and my shoes are in the front room, and there're these cool ancient boxes and kinda locked briefcases that used to belong to my great-grandfather - not the architect, the electrical engineer - that came out of the attic with everything else, so I got distracted from my shoes and opened one of the briefcases except it was still kinda locked so I had to pry at it and it spilled and everything inside was dirty and dusty and smelled like old dirty dusty greasy garage."
Pete Wisdom <--- Impulse in disguise. :P
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