Is Lum Destitute

I don't believe I saw a ring. I know it's long, I'll believe it right. No, see. Hello, John, I'm down, Storm. This is love and abner. Let's see what's going on down in Pine Ridge.

Tom is a man without a job now. His career as a fight manager folded up with mouses, defeated the hands of ironite. And Abner is the full owner of the Storm Bakery by a virtue of a paper which, Lom signed as a joke. At least he thought it was a joke at the time.

As we look in on my little community to jump him down the store, this is a Lom situation. Silly and Pencils was Lom actually doing that. Well, I sure come to the house early this morning to ask if we wanted to buy any pencils.

Well, I never was so surprised in my life. No. I told him I'd be glad to take one, happy man, but he never sold me none. He never. No, it just kept talking about how hard it is to make living selling pencils and all.

And there it is offered to sell it to me again. While I do know. And he kept saying not to tell you that he was forced into a city job as I just to get herself a few crumbs to eat.

A few crumbs? Yeah, that's what he said. Yeah, he told me not to tell you that once he told me a hundred times, I reckon. Well, I do know. Well, he knows you's coming over here to see me, so he just figured he'd work on my sympathies that way.

That's about what he's up to. Yeah, yeah, I know him. He can't fool me. You know, his dog is, I ain't gonna fall for him. He's gonna take him back in the store, don't you?