Well - ya'll know... if I stop at the Pac-n-Sac - jus' out-side of Buda (and that's B-YOU_ DA fer you Yankees)- Ih'ma bettin' there's mo' cow chips thana good coon dog spits breeedin'.

And I KNOW that ders dem GAMBLIN' ships... down yon Galveston way. And Bubba's game 'hind the Firehouse every Catfish Friday. (tha's in Manchuck - but that ain't how ya spell it! )

BUT whoooo-DOG_IE! His mama's catfish and shoefly pie is sweeter than an armidillo's ear
in a basket of blue-bonnets. But I'ma guessin' I won't git chips... 'course I won't care - s'long as I git me one of dem GEN_U-ine KOA "Me-n-Bush Beat the Bats on 6th Street" t-shirts.