“That ya shore are Bobby Dale. Now, don’t tell me ya came all the way over heah to give me this cash?”
“Well, not ‘zackly Bubba. See, I got a job lined up for the two of us that ya can do with a broke leg. So we can both make some money.”
“Last job ya gave me almost killed me Bobby Dale. What is it this time, drivin’ a race car?”
“Nope, a very simple and well payin’ job Bubba. Heck far, even ya and me can do ‘er fast and easy. The job is with old lady Cisco.”
“I didn’t ask ya who it was with Bobby Dale, I asked you what the job was.”
“All we have to do is string about a quarter mile of ‘lectic fence around her six bulls. I figure it shouldn’t take more than a day and the job pays forty-eight dollars a piece.”
“Well, old son, that all sounds just dandy to me. Get a couple cola’s outta the fridge and let me discuss this ‘lectric fence strangin’ with ya. Did I ever tell ya how experienced I am in ‘lectrical stuff? Why, the last time I strung ‘lectric fence I only burned up an acre of woods,” Bubba lied as he moved his leg onto the ottoman.
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