Lousy Humor

A fellow by the name of Corkum, quite stout and one time the lice were pretty bad, maybe because we never, for 3 months we never had a bath or change of underwear. You would be lousy as anything, you know and he’d put his hand in and sometimes they would be gray and if you could roll them you could pick them up, you know, and he’d say, “Oh there’s my old friend,” and he’d put him back.