Now, you wanna talk about bladder problems, then the
man you wanna talk to will probably be my cousin
Earl. I guess you all know Earl; he lives out on
Route 13 out on that maggot farm. Earl don`t like
it when you get his maggot farm confused with a worm
farm. A worm farm is for worms, and a maggot farm
is for maggots, and Earl`s got the biggest maggots
in the state. Three feet long. Of course, now Earl
pleads this might be due to the fact that St.
Smithen`s Medical Facility has been dumping their
waste on his property. Interesting thing about
three-foot maggots in that...that, well, one day
China disappeared, and the next day his television
disappeared, and a few days after that, his `57
Chevy disappeared. But there they are: the world`s
biggest maggots.
Anyway, one day, Earl and I were standin` in the
kitchen, giant maggots crawlin` across the floor,
and Earl turns to me, and he says, `Do you ever go
to make a pork sausage, and find that it`s got hairs
all over it?` and he gives me a look that still
chills me to this day.
Now, Earl`s got a son, and they call him Earl
Junior, which I think is pretty clever, since he is
Earl`s son. He`s not really a normal boy, ever
since that tractor accident. Anyway, he ran up
$5,000 in `976-` phone bills. He called weird,
unnatural numbers, like `976-PIGG` with two G`s, and
`976-SHEEP`, which has five letters in it, I know.
He`s a sick boy. Earl suggested that, well, maybe I
talk to him. So I went into his bedroom, and I sat
him down, but before I could say a word, Earl Junior
looked at me, and he said, `Didja ever go to make a
pork sausage, and find it`s got hairs all over it?`
And he gave me a look that still chills me to this
day.
Now, Earl`s got a daughter, and they call her Effie-
Sue. And Effie-Sue, she don`t look so much like a
little girl, as she looks like a...a big pile of
fungus. Earl blames this, too, on the fact that St.
Smithen`s Medical Facility has been dumping on his
maggot farm. Yeah, I never had much contact with
Essie...Effie-Sue. Excuse me, I don`t even think
that much of her to get her name right. I never had
much contact with her. She just normaally just sits
on the couch like a little ball of fungus and just
...boils away. Well, one day, she looked at me, and
that little ball of fungus opened its mouth (or what
I guess was its mouth - I`d hate to think what else
it could be), and out of that orifice floated the
words, `Didja ever go to make a...a pork sausage and
find it`s got hair all over it?`, and then that...
that little ball of fungus gave me a look that
chills me to this day.
Now, Earl`s got a wife, and we call her...Wife. We
don`t know her name, because she`s never really said
that much. For the longest time, we thought she
could only say two words, which were `dog` and
`pussy`. We thought that meant `dog` and `cat`, but
then we found out that what she was really trying to
say was `dog-pussy`, one big hyphenated word, which
doesn`t come up much in conversation, especially
amongst Baptists. We never heard her say anything
other than that. You know, she works down at...at
St. Smithen`s Medical Facility and Pork Sausage
Distillery, got a good-paying job there, although
she only does say those...well that one word. And
we have heard her say another thing once, but that
was a long time ago. We were sittin` around the
house, and she looked at me, and she said, `Do you
ever go to make a pork sausage, and find that it`s
got hairs growin` all over it?`, and she gave me a
look that chills me to this day.
Now, one day, Earl took his whole family fishin`
down in Miller`s Creek. He took his wife, who could
only say `dog-pussy`; he took his son, Earl Junior,
who took the day off from calling `976-` barnyard
numbers; and he took that little...that little ball
of fungus daughter, Effie-Sue, of his along with
him. They all got in a little boat and they started
fishing. Now St. Smithen`s Medical Facility and
Pork Sausage Distillery has been known to dump their
stuff into Miller`s Creek. All sorts of heinous
stuff, big barrels floatin` in the creek, with
little things on them that say `St. Smithen`s
Medical Facility and Pork Sausage Distillery`.
Anyway, Earl was fishing, and he caught a wall-eyed
bass, which had twenty-seven eyes on it. It was a
twenty-seven-eyed wall-eyed bass. Earl looked at
it, and decided, `Mmmm, wouldn`t this be good to
eat!` So he took out his knife to cut it open.
But that fish looked up at him, and it said,
`Please, mister! Please, don`t eat me!` And Earl
said, `But I`m hungry! I`m hungry! I work on a
maggot farm! My wife can only say `dog-pussy`! My
daughter is a pile of fungus! My son spent all his
college money calling `976-` numbers! I have to eat
you!` And that fish said, `Please, don`t eat me,
mister, please!` And he said, `I have to! I have
to!` So the fish said, `Alright then, if you`re
gonna to cut me open, let me ask you one question:
Didja ever go to eat a pork sausage and find that
it`s got hairs growin` all over it?` And then, all
twenty-seven eyes stared back at Earl, and they
stared back at his wife who could only say `dog-
pussy`, and they stared back at his weird `976-`
animal-calling son, and they stared back at that...
little pile of pus that passes for Earl`s daughter.
And they gave them a look! All twenty-seven eyes
gave them a look! A look that they would not forget
until this very day!