A forty-year-old hillbilly carried a younger hillbilly into the doctor's office, deposited him on the examining table, and said, "See if you can patch him up good. I shot up his rear end like it was a tail on a possum. But don't hurt him none, ' cause he's my son-in-law." The doctor asked, "Why would you shoot your son-in-law?" "He warn't my son-in-law when I shot him."
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