...life on our West Virginia farm
Is that Farmer John salvaging barbed wire from the West Virginia Penitentiary in Moundsville that was closed in 1995?
I think I could use some of that barbed wire.
Ya, Ness, I'd like to use that barbed wire on YOU!
Dream on, A. Capone. You know I'm untouchable. And besides, I'm pretty sure I can count on Farmer John to keep the barbed wire secure from scoundrels like you.
Count on Farmer John, huh? Just remember, he's a West Virginian. They don't take too kindly to revenooers down in those parts.
True, but I think Farmer John's Moll(ie) can keep him straight and true. And she comes from a good family that will back her up if there's any trouble from you, A. Capone.
But that's only the "straight and true" Norwegian side of the family. Don't forget there are one or two Scots in there. Not so reliable and honest them folk, especially if there's some high-powered hooch to be had!
You are asking for trouble with these remarks, A. Capone. Maybe we'd better meet at the warehouse in Chicago. Are you available in February? If not I'll see you in northern Wisconsin. And don't send your double Johnny Depp.
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