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You what Stuart?
I like you.You're not like the other people here in the park.
Oh, get me wrong.
They're people.
Americans.
But, they're content to sit back, maybe watch a Mork and Mindyon channel 57.
kick back a cool Coors 16-ouncer.
They're good people, Stuart but they don't know, what
the are doing to the soil.
You know that Wurster kid, the kid who delivers papers in theneighborhood?
a foreign kid.
Some of the neighbors sayhe crack, but I don't believe it.
Anyway, for his birthday, all he wanted was a burrough owl
"Dad, get me a burrough owl. I'll never ask for anything aslong as I live".
So the guy breaks down and him a burrough owl.
Anyway, 10:30, the other night, I go out my yard.
And there's the Wurster kid looking up in the tree.I said, "What are you for?"
He said, "I'm for my burrough owl".
I said, "Jumping on a pogo stick.
Everyone knows that a burroughowl in a hole in the ground.
Why the hell do you think they callit a owl, anyway?"
Now Stuart, do you think a kid like is gonna knowwhat the queers are doing to the soil?
I first became of this, about 10 years ago.
The summer my Bill Jr. died.
You know that carnival comes to town every year?
Well that year it came a ride called the Mixer.
The man said, keepyour 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 by the snowcone consession.
A few days after that, I open up the mail and there's a pamphlet inthere, 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 around any U.S. citywith a big underground homosexual population.
Des Moines, Iowa, forexample. at the soil around Des Moines, Stuart. You can't buildon it, you can't grow anything in it.
The says it's dueto poor farming.
But I know really going on, Stuart.
I knowit's the queers. They're in it the aliens.
They're buildinglanding for gay Martians. I swear to God.You know what Stuart, I like you.
You're not like the other people, in the trailer park.