“Let’s drown our sorrows in song,” Westy said.
So then we all started singing and this is what we worked around to:
“We’re here because we’re here,
Deny it if you dare;
And the reason we’re up here,
Is because we’re not down there.”
I said, “Believe me, I’ve had enough of the advertising business. I’m getting hungry. The next time I pose it will be for a restaurant.”
“I’m going to retire from the hat business,” Tom Warner said. “See where it’s left us.”
I said, “Sure, we’ve risen very high in the hat business. We’ve risen to the top. How about our bee-line hike?”
“We can go through everything except a jail,” Westy said.
The farmer just sat there on the rock with one knee over the other, smoking his pipe, very calm like.
I said, “I wonder if we could go to sleep here like birds?”
“Pee-wee ought to be able to,” Westy said.