I’m standing there as Honest Bernie and the Weenerman speed away.
Then I hear a gruff voice from behind me say, ‘Hey You, just don’t stand there, let’s get these loaded.”
I look around and don’t se any other , ‘Hey You’s’standing around.
I think about trying to escape, but the Weenerman took the keys to Rodney with him. And since there are no witnesses , shrug my shoulders and decide that a little work on one of my days off would be all right to do.
I grab a basket full of sweet corn ears when the gruff voice directs me, “Up the plank and into that refrigerator caboose there,” the voice pauses, “By the Way, the name’s Derny, last name Stubbs.”