DELAROO
"You tell it. I can't tell it," growled Neighbor.
"Oh, no. No. That's your story, Neighbor."
"I ain't no story-teller—"
"Just an able-jawed liar," suggested Callahan through a benevolent bluish haze.
"Delaroo's story wasn't any lie, though," muttered Neighbor. "But a fellow would think it was to hear it; now he would, for a fact, wouldn't he?"