My Uncle Fossill called Me on the phone yesterday to wish me a happy and prosperous New Year,he was also very excited about another idea he had to get rich,and asked me to collect all the empty plastic water bottles that people throw away after drinking the water,he also said that he thought it was the most fool hardy thing he could think of to go and buy a bottle of water when all you had to do was find a creek and you could drink all the fresh water you wanted for free! anyway I complied with Uncle Fossill's wishes and took him a whole pick up truck full of plastic water bottles,as we were unloading the plastic bottles in Uncle Fossill's old barn I asked him to tell me how he was going to use them,"Wal Boy" he said (Uncle Fossill has always called Me Boy)I plan on fillin them thar bottles yew done went an bought up hyer with this here clean mountain air and a peddlin them rite down yonder in tha flat lands to all them toorist fellows,yew know,like thet thar bottled water thet thay buy down thar.
Hit'll sell jest as good or gooder I thank! and hit'l smell better too!
Bob Mitchum :)