I Never could see where folks got the ide that city people smarter than farmers.
very time I retd. a story of some bunko racket it's about some city slicker that beats the so-called "yoke!" out' of somethin', Maybe the reason you don't hear so much about the other side of the story is because the "yokel" is too slick to be found out, I remember some city) people sta drive out to my uncle's farm to get milk. One day when 1 Was there, my uncle looked down the road and he hollered to my cunt and says, "Here comes them city people...hurry up and warm the milk up. You know they want it fresh from the cow —By Bos Burns.
The Sweep Intervenes "Srur at your old typewriter?" asked the Sweep.
"Still at it," I said.
"I should have thought that was more of a job for a lady," said the Sweep.
"It is," I said.
"Joining up again- for the next war?" asked the Sweep.
"Perhaps," I said.
"Perhaps they'll come and fetch us this time," said the Sweep.
"Quite likely," I said.
"Me for a job at the base for the next argument," said the Sweep.
"Me too," I said, "Itll be healthier than that there typing, if you don't stop one," said the Sweep.
"That's right." I said.
"Or what about looking after the women and children?" asked the Sweep, "What about it?" I said.
"Join the A.R.P. and stay at home," said the Sweep. "Cor." g "Cor," I said. 7
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