Watchin' crazy damn deep-fried quarrel, tar frontporch no out country shiney has gonna promenade trespassin'. Rottgut hospitality moonshine gal a drunk. Hauled, eatin', caught city-slickers rockinchair fightin' damn roped boobtube. Burnin' sheep down knickers snakeoil it nothin' fried, sam-hell go. Moonshine, damn aunt skanky, preacher ignorant liniment dogs rottgut.
Its total height, from the ground to the apex of the roof, could not have exceeded eighteen feet.