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Mr. Bunion: Well sir, I'm so confounded tired of packing that old thing around with me, that I'm half crazy
Mr. Bunion: Oh! It makes me desperate. I'll take the blamed old thing and pick it up and take a good
Mr. Bunion: Hold of it and then give it a good swing - eeh - eh - and throw
Mr. Bunion: It so confounded far that it never will come back to me, heh!
Mr. Bunion: There now, I hope I never see it again, oh! If it never comes back well, I'll have a little rest anyway I hope and pray
Man: Great Scott! Oh! Oh! [Dog labeled Jonah]
Man: Who ever threw that at me can have it back I don't care for anyone elses old junk I have cares of my own [Dog labeled Jonah]
Mr. Bunion: There she is. Thats her I knew it would return to me. Can't some one carry it awhile. Why can't I get rid of it. Oh, well!