GOTTA TRY IT
There was a young man hitchhiking through the southern portion of the United States. A farmer driving an old pickup truck stopped to give him a lift. As they rode along, they got to talking about the local moonshine whiskey. The young man said he didn’t drink very much. Moonshine would probably be too strong for his taste. “Nonsense!” said the farmer. “You gotta try some.” He fished around behind him and finally produced a small jug. “Here,” he said handing the jar to the lad. “Take a drink!” “Oh, no thanks,” said the young man. “I really don’t think I care for any.” “No, I insist,” pressed the farmer. “Have some.” “No, thanks — really,” said the young man. The farmer wasn’t going to take no for an answer. He stopped the truck and grabbed his shotgun from the rack in back. He pointed the gun at the lad and roared, “I said, take a drink!” “Okay! Okay!” said the…
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