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(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
I's thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. It said, \"Take imme-di-ate delivery on this '57 Chevrolet half-ton pickup truck. Will sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks. Call One-four-oh, ring two, and ask for Bob.\"
Well, I called Bob up on the telephone, he says, \"Hello, this is Bob speakin'.\" I says \"This here the Bob got the pickup truck for sale?\" He says, \"Yeah.\" I says, \"Where are ya?\" He says, \"Fourteen east on County 12, turn right on the one-lane gravel road, you can park in the yard, beware of the dog, wipe your feet off, knock three times, and bring your billfold.\"
Well, I tooled on east on County 12, turned right on the one-lane gravel road, and I parked in the yard and a German shepherd come out and grabbed onto my leg. Then I knocked three times and wiped my feet, the dog let go and the screen door opened and Bob come out and says \"Whaddya want?\" I says, \"Come to see your truck.\" He says, \"Follow me. Come on, Frank.\" (Dog's name is Frank.)