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You know what
I you.You're not like the other people here in the trailer park.
Oh, get me wrong.
fine people.
Americans.
But, they're content to sit back, maybe watch a little Mork and Mindyon 57.
Maybe back a cool Coors 16-ouncer.
good fine people, Stuart but they don't know, what
the are doing to the soil.
You know that Johnny Wurster kid, the kid who papers in theneighborhood?
a foreign kid.
Some of the neighbors smokes crack, but I don't believe it.
Anyway, for his 10th birthday, all he wanted was a owl
"Dad, get me a burrough owl. I'll never ask for else aslong as I live".
So the guy down and buys him a burrough owl.
Anyway, 10:30, the night, I go out into my yard.
And there's the Wurster kid up in the tree.I said, "What are you looking for?"
He said, "I'm for my burrough owl".
I said, "Jumping on a pogo stick.
Everyone knows that a lives in a hole in the ground.
Why the hell do you think they callit a owl, anyway?"
Now Stuart, do you a kid like that is gonna knowwhat the queers are doing to the soil?
I first became aware of this, 10 years ago.
The summer my oldestboy Jr. died.
You know that carnival that comes to town year?
Well that year it came a ride called the Mixer.
The man said, head and arms inside the mixer at all times.
But Jr., he was a daredevil.
Just like his old man. He was saying, "Hey everybody, look at me, look at me".
Oh, he wasdecapitated.
They found his head over by the consession.
A few days after that, I up the mail and there's a pamphlet inthere, from Peublo, Colorodo.
And it's addressed to Jr.
And it'sentitled, "Do you what the queers are doing to our soil!"
Now Stuart, if you look at the soil any large U.S. citywith a big underground homosexual population.
Des Moines, Iowa, forexample. Look at the soil Des Moines, Stuart. You can't buildon it, you can't grow anything in it.
The government says it's dueto farming.
But I know what's really on, Stuart.
I knowit's the queers. They're in it the aliens.
They're buildinglanding strips for gay Martians. I swear to God.You what Stuart, I like you.
You're not the other people, here in the trailer park.