"That’s mostly all of Weener’s fishing spots is real good for catching joke catfish," Ernie laughs.
Weener-man grimaces, "Those are where Ranger Warden showed me to fish."
"Ranger Warden has a funny sense of humor too," Twisty sort of agrees.
"We’re talking about the Too Much Creek here," I try to clarify, "Other than a few pools with bluegills,"
"And the old mill has sunfish," Twistine puts in.
"Right, and there’s some small-mouth under the road bridge," UI suggest.
"If you got all day lto listen to Mr. Drollinger," Twisty adds.
Weener-man smiles a bit, "He’s got some real funny stories, and knows a lot of family histories too."
"Ever notice how most of his funniest stories usually somehow invovle you Barney-Bums’ ancestors?"
Weener-man considers, "I never looked at it that way, but you may be onto something there."
"And Crawl-dads," Ernie speaks up shifting his toes uneasily.
"And crawl-dads," I agree with Ernie.
Weener-man agrees too as he unconsciously rubs his hind-side.
"And over the rest of the Too Much Creek, there’s mostly yellow cat-fish that do well in shallow water," I point out.
"Yellow catfish." Ernie asks, "That’s joke cat-fish like Weener-Man catches."
HM WeenerMan growls, "And your point being?"
"Oh quit being so testy," Twisty scolds HM, "We all seen you catch them, one right after the other."
Weener-Man now smiles sort of proudly, "It is a gift of sorts."