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Jr gets a record deal
Sometimes success comes to those least expected.
Previously, It Is What It Is.
“I woke up in the morning, and looked upon the wall. The bedbugs and the cooties was playing a game of ball,” Jr loudly and horridly sang from his room upstairs as Earnest walked to the house from the barn after a long day plowing the fields.
“What’s Jr singin’ ‘bout,” Earnest asked earnestly as he walked in the back door of the farmhouse.”
“He said he got himself a record deal,” Mable answered matter-of-factly.
“A record deal,” Earnest laughed. “Who is going to give him a record deal when he sounds like a dying cow stuck in the combine?”
“That’s what he said,” Mable replied. “I didn’t ask him no details.”
“You probably don’t want to know,” Earnest chuckled.
“I figured he’d tell us when he comes down for supper,” Mable added.
“The score was four to nothing, the cooties had the lead, the bedbugs hit a home run and knocked me out of bed!” Jr continued singing at the top of his lungs.
“Jr,” Mable yelled, “yur Paw’s here, time to come down for supper.”
“Be rite down” Jr shouted before starting to sing again, “Oh, it ain’t gonna rain no more no…
