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Call this story: The Case of the Stinky Goodbye.  Police Chief Anderson and another officer were attending the funeral of a small time hoodlum, Pauley Gibbons. They wanted to get a good look at some of the dead man’s acquaintances. The eulogy was underway when suddenly a ragged bum teetered in, handed the mortician a long-stemmed roses box and staggered away. The box looked heavy. Curious, the mortuary owner removed the attached card and read the note, “To my Pal.” He untied the ribbon, opened the lid and gagged. Instead of roses, the box was filled with horse manure. The chief said they never did find out who sent the “condolences” or why Gibbons was “rubbed out.”