Get me the tractor and I'll get the barley.....
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Droy, the Emperor's advice should be in=supperating...er...inspike..inspyerin, you...aw you know what I mean...
You don't need reminding of Farmer Jack Brown's advice to his field hand, or do you?
Right..here it is, just in case you've forgotten....M.M.M.M.M.M.F.
Thanks to the Emperor's Sage (and non Rosemary) advice I'm going to cool off with a couple of Beers before the feature flickers.
Doan no watt day is????...
Maracaibo...originaly brewed by* Yanqui Jack* (Messkun Bindito wid fearsome full Black Moosaches Pocho an Black Hat, ore daid Black Cat skin on him haid)
Himz reel name be Jim saunders, asn kan dew wondrs wid sum Corn ...is yew fer reel knot dranked hit?
Arfter a taste er tew hit gitz mah ole buddy Mr. Grounhawg ta spinnin emn dancing lak Rigondeaux...least hows til th dear critter fells flat ouch on da groun.
Bye th wayside Usen dun kept th Maracibo a sekret from Smokin Monkey an his Sweet lil Girlfriend.
Kinderly doan tell' em bout th Maracaibo lest them ups pegs an head on bak har.
Nize Day haraboutz,s'long kin avoid th Sunlight an Ahs dun so whilst burnin a Juan Lopez...seegar thet be, den folk harboutz gotz ruler agin hinceratin people critters setin on 4th July.
Smoke sumphin good, ef S.M. aint gotz alla yore stash.
Wunct Mr. Grounhawg kums roun arfter sleepin hit orf awl git him ta transulat yor hin crytied messige.
He M. Grouhawg be a ripurified lad sews ah hopes th haint none of dem obsheen bits a hid in dem words.
Pee Esss...ain Yew smokin sum thang?
Yew hazn't gon all over Snowflakey ah hopes.
Git tew burning sum baccky afore now.