A while ago, I sent out the alternative SI spamfic.

This is inspired by something that happened to me tonight.

Another Likely Story!
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I was sitting in my favourite club, swigging down yet another beer, when I 
caught a glimpse of something that shocked me.

Something that I hadn't thought I'd see outside of Nerima, which I'd visited 
as part of my tour of Japan during the last holiday.

A young Japanese man with a tiger-striped bandanna.

"Where am I now?!"

A I watched, he jostled a man, who tipped a glass of beer over him.

He promptly disappeared.

There was a cross-looking pig sitting where he'd been standing.

I closely examined my pint. There was, I realised, a small piece of paper in 
the bottom, and it had a pattern on it.

I got up and left.

I didn't have the time, the patience, and likely the coherence to argue over 
who had spiked my drink.

Three miles from home? I decided to walk off whatever I had been slipped.

***

"Damn! My temporary tattoo has gone missing!"

"BWEE! BWEE! BWEE!"

"Where'd Matthew go?"

"He said something about an acid tab in his drink, and he was going to walk 
off the effects..."

"Great! My tattoo! But what's it doing in this glass?"

!!!

Seriously, folks... tominght, an oriental man walked into the Mayfair Club 
in Newcastle dressed like Ryoga.

The rest is my twisted imagination.



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