08/03/2018 (Fri) 05:20:47
(Old, tattered man opens your car door)
Howdy! C'mon back to the barn!!
YOU: Ah, wha. . .where am I?
Fgr: You're on the GRAPER spread now, pardner!
YOU: What? Look here, sir, I was sent here to meet
a "Dr. Graper, Master of Reality" concerning the
rights to his "Textbook of Humor."
Fgr: Yer lookin' at him, son! C'mon, I'll talk to
you while I'm milkin' the cows.
YOU: Well. . . I suppose (Doubtful look in eye as you
follow old man back to big red barn)
Fgr: Here! (Hands you a pail)
YOU: What do I do with THIS?
Fgr: Ya MILKS with it, ya city slicker! (Laughs as he
lights up corncob pipe)C'mon, I gots to milk
YOU: Now look here, sir, I want to find DR. GRAPER!
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