Well pard glad you found us, welcome to the Ranch with No Name. Slim has went back to Wissconsion fer the weekend ta visit his wife and his 20 or 21 kids. Trinity I think is out messin' with one of the stills he has out in the hills. Come inta my office in the mornin' and I'll show you on the map where they are, it might not be to safe to get to close cause he blows them up once in a while.
Park the hand pump apparatus out there in that shed made out of Potted Meat Product,
I knew it would be handy, go back a few pages to last weekend and you'll figger out why we have such a strange shed.
That thing might come in handy in case Trinity blows up a still again, how good are you at grass fires?
Gopher Grease has been hidin' I think he's in his room loadin' shells, the FFg is Ok but don't upset her or she'll turn ya into a porky-pine or somethin' like that. There's an extra bedroom up stairs 'tween Gopher Grease and Trinity.
I'll be back in a bit, I need to walk Duke our yaller dog.
When he hears walk Duke, not being able to read, Duke thinks he means wok Duke. Out the front door and over the hill he runs, not of course wantin' to be stir fried and served over steamed rice.