[Opposites I]

Mr. Bunion: Isn't this Tom Jones' boy that I used to know? I haven't been here in twenty years. You are Little Tommie aren't you? Yes where is "Skinny" Watkins? I used to call him Sliver Watkins--
Tom Jones: Yes! I am Mr. Jones' boy. This is, eh, Mr. Bunion, is it not? I thought I recognized why, ah--
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Jones: There's Skinny Watkins! He isn't skinny like he used to be. He's our fattest citizen--
Mr. Bunion: Why! He surely isn't fatter than Fatty Hobbs who I used to know.
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Jones: There is Fatty Hobbs. He's lost all his fat! Yes, that's Fatty.
Mr. Bunion: That's funny. We called him the village fat boy, huh! He's pretty much the reverse now, sure!
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Mr. Bunion: Who's the party in the auto mobile?
Jones: That's Hon. Stack. Our richest man, he used to pick rags, bones, and bottles.
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Mr. Bunion: Well! Well he hasn't as much money as old Southey, has he, the philanthropist?
Jones: There goes old Southy. He hasn't got a cent, now!
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Mr. Bunion: Who's the party with the bun on? He's got a lalapazozo on board.
Jones: Don't you remember the great temperance lecturer? That's him! Yep!
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Mr. Bunion: Our worst boozer, when I lived here was McGuggle he was the limit!
Jones: Oh! Well! There's Mr. McGuggle and his family going to church. He doesn't drink a drop!
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Jones: Twenty years make lots of changes still, you look about the same, yes.--
Mr. Bunion: Yes! I'm just the same and always will be, just the same!