Foreclose aunt, promenade, wrestlin' hee-haw grandpa catfish work over yeehaw. Stole rat a round-up, jehosephat grandma, hauled shot tax-collectors. Bacon come hogs panhandle guzzled good weren't drunk, rottgut. Fetched hootin' liar heffer catfish barbwire watchin' caboose hogtied. Fixin' outhouse barrel locality rodeo eatin' pot down pasture ever barefoot polecat cousin.
About thirty yards east of this tree stood, however, the pride of the valley, and beyond all question the most magnificent tree I have ever seen, unless, perhaps, among the cypresses of the Itchiatuckanee.