Say, uh, any a you boys smithies?
The hobos stare.
Or, if not smithies per se, were you
otherwise trained in the metallurgic
forced you into a life of aimless
on the boxcar floorboards.
Squush - they come to a rest in swampland at the bottom.
Jesus - can't I count on you people?
The second con is Delmar.
All right - if we take off through
Wait a minute! Who elected you leader
a this outfit?
Well, Pete, I just figured it should
be the one with capacity for abstract
thought. But if that ain't the
consensus view, hell, let's put her
to a vote!
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