Is Little America, Wyoming-- luckily nearby the spot our radiator froze on the way to Ohio-- still the place rightfully claiming to have the largest number of urinals in the hemisphere, and doesn't that appliance most resemble a sacred niche from, say, the retable sandstone facade of a cruciform chapel, but of course lacking the appropriate statuette?
You think that there hoss that talks funny is referin to us ? Shoot, wasn't we jes trying to show thet dirty martiny desirin fancy lady there that we wuz cityfied and kned thet woddy died an all? An seein hows woods so scarce thesehearabouts, think we bettr save thet ther cowpie for the camp fire an cause cooky to make us a mess o stew?
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