This is a bad dream. One day when the corn was soft in the ear, and the oak leaves rattled like the poplar at sunrise, we all awoke at 4 AM. And, with maw framed in the kitchen door cookin' breakfast like she had done for so many years before, and ol' paw, yawning like an ol' grizzly bear, he told us all to hurry up and eat breakfast; for there was plenty of hard work to do out on the farm. And work we did, until sundown. And then I awoke from this bad dream. AND WHEN I AWOKE, I KNEW THAT I HAD TO TELL YOU FELLAS SOMETHING FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. SOMETHING THAT I'VE WANTED TO TELL YOU FOR SO MANY YEARS: ANYBODY f**** WITH YOUR UNCLE JIM, THEY f*** WITH ME, GOT ME??