Oil Well aka Ashbys Folly

Ranger! Warrior of the Woodland! Ranger Bill! Warrior of the Woodland! Struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster. In the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad car. Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction

and pride of a job well done. Sir Yama, Sir Janken, you're going to go. Thank you very much. It's all right, young lady. I don't mind depositing money at all. I know what you mean. It's always enough to spend it on.

You shut him out full there. I suppose you spend a lot of your pay on your girlfriend? Me? I reckon that's her one expense. Don't trouble me. I'll leave that kind of thing to the younger whippersnappers.

Oh, that's too bad, man. I should think a girl would be pleased to be taken out by a man of your... ...stinction and experience. Well, I admit that there are some real advantages in this spending time with the feller, my age.

I'm sure that's true. But I'm even considered a real honor to be asked out by a kind and established gentleman like yourself? You would? Well, Ernie, how are you? You can be happy that I bank here. I mean, what do I mean?

I'm sure I don't know you. Well, Ernie, how have I probably brought you more dinners than any of those young fellers? or did I already say that anyhow? You did, but I don't understand what you mean.

Well, what I mean is, as long as I keep putting money in this bank, you keep getting paid. And as long as you keep getting paid, why? I keep eating. Now you have to stop taking advantage of impressionable young fellers like me, a couple of kind words like that get the feller all the head up.