You're Keen On Bugs
Rawhide was sitting on his bed meditating when there was a knock on the door. Fortunately he was not in so deep a trance that he could not hear it. He unfolded himself from the lotus position, got up and opened the door. Outside stood Penny, wearing only a large fluffy towel and an apologetic smile.
"Sorry to bother you, Rawhide, but I need you. Come with me."
She turned and walked down the corridor. With a bewildered shrug, Rawhide followed her. As he did so, he started thinking. What on earth did she need from him that Buckaroo couldn't give her? Hadn't she read any of those strange stories about him?
They came to the bathroom, and Penny pointed into the bath, which was already filled with sweet smelling bubbles.
"It's in there. It's horrible. I was going to kill it, but then I remembered the other guys said you're keen on bugs..."
"So you want me to get it out. OK."
Rawhide stuck his arm into the bubbles and pulled out a spider, which he then threw into the toilet and flushed away.
Penny gasped. "I thought you liked them!"
"Nope, I hate 'em. Spiders, flies, moths, worms. All those creepy crawlies. When I said I was keen on bugs, I meant electronic ones - you know, listening equipment, surveillance devices, that sort of stuff. But of course everyone deliberately misunderstood. And now every time there's a spider in the bath, a roach in the kitchen, or a fly in the ointment, I'm the one who has to deal with it. Enjoy your bath."
And with that he stomped off back to his room, leaving Penny alone with her bubbles.
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