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Two characters came into my store this week. The first was a man in overalls who came in to buy a hog huntin' gun. He said the following thing to me, that will probably never be topped..."Hogs is gettin' in my pasture, eating my cow tubs. Ya know, them 65 lb. thangs of syrup? They're getting in thar eatin' them sonuva bucks."

The second was a lady that came in to look at movies. She had one of those devices that you hold to your throat (I'm assuming after throat cancer or something) that make you talk like a robot. Anyway, she delivered a non-stop monologue about movies in this robot voice. The best part was that the robot voice had her Texas twang. If the robot from Short Circuit had a Texas twang, that movie probably wouldn't suck quite so hard.