The trader had almost passed out by now. He was starting to annoy his neighbors with the every 5 second HIC! "Weeeeel!!!....uhhh it's HIC! been a niccccce day here foolks!... HIC! Buuooot i gueees i should be goin! eerrrr maybe... some HIC! shuteye would do may neecly." The trader falls to the floor, and... starts to snore?
everyone in the bar starts to get up and stand over him. "WWWHHOOOOGGGE!" The liberty rogues kept staring at the sleeping beauty laying in the middle of the floor. One even poked at the body, but that poke accidentally knocked 5 sheets of folded up paper out of the traders pocket.
The title page read: GUIDE TO SLEEPING IN THE MIDDLE OF A BAR.