“No.”
“Well, that proves it, don’t it?”
“Proves what?”
“That they’re nuisances.”
“Say.... You listen here, you deck-swabbin’ cousin to a sick porpoise! That don’t prove nothin’. A boy’s a nuisance because you can’t drownd him! I suppose an elephant’s a nuisance because you can’t pack his shirts in his trunk, eh? Or a piano’s a nuisance because you can’t use it for a cook stove. Allus knowed you was sort of touched in the head, but I calc’late you’re about ready to be shut up with a keeper ’fore you start to git vi’lent.... Now take these boys here. Be they nuisances? And if they be, why? Let’s git right down to logic, as they call it. Now, you tell me why these here two boys right in front of you is nuisances.”
“Because they act like nuisances,” says Naboth.
“How?” says Rameses III.
“Well, in the first place,” says Naboth, “they’re boys, and bein’ boys they’ve got to be nuisances, because boys always is. It’s like this, pig is always pork, hain’t it? Can’t be nothin’ else.”
“Sausage,” says Rameses III.
“Pork sausage,” says Naboth. “And cow always is beef, hain’t it?”