[He hugs Royce hard, bracing Royce's head against his shoulder.]
A man is sitting on his front porch watching the day go by, when a farmer with his cart drives past. "Good morning!" calls the man to the farmer. "What have you got in that wagon of yours?"
"Manure," says the farmer.
"And what are you gonna do with all that manure?" says the man.
"I'm gonna go back to my farm and spread it over the fruit," says the farmer.
The man shakes his head. "Mate, I need to have you over to mine for lunch someday. We put sour cream on our fruit. Tastes much better."
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A man is sitting on his front porch watching the day go by, when a farmer with his cart drives past. "Good morning!" calls the man to the farmer. "What have you got in that wagon of yours?"
"Manure," says the farmer.
"And what are you gonna do with all that manure?" says the man.
"I'm gonna go back to my farm and spread it over the fruit," says the farmer.
The man shakes his head. "Mate, I need to have you over to mine for lunch someday. We put sour cream on our fruit. Tastes much better."