chicken feed is all that's left, after Super Swine arrived at the feed lots. wild bird seed. sow thy oats. wild and tame. pheasant under glass? hunting is illegal. nothing like krackers and water for failure to work like a slave. but sire, i have two broken legs. get back to work you lazy son of a slut. don't give me your nonsense. or i'll give the lash and never pay anyone, even in cash. do as i say, or you die. now dig those trenches and die like a good american should. but sire, this is not fair. the american aristocracy can't do this to me. but sire, this is highly unamerican. ya damn right it is, get back to work, do not shirk. 24/7/366 on duty. now back to lounging in the hammock, and listening to tweetybyrd sing. pass the lemonade will ya dear. and how are the mint juleps mr. o'bama? enjoy. plantation did change hands ya know. revenge? no such thing of course.
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