On the Midway
BARKER: Step right up, I’ll guess your birthday within 6 months. If I’m wrong you win a prize! Only 1 buck.
GK: What kind of prize?
BARKER: It’s plush doll.
GK: I could buy one of those for 75 cents.
BARKER: Get away, son, you bother me.
BARKER 2: Guess your weight? Only a dollar! One greenback. A single smackeroo!
BARKER 3: Step right up and let me guess your creed. One clam and I will guess your creed within one denomination. How about you, sir, you looking might Protestant today?
BARKER 4: Conundrums! Let me guess your conundrum for only one dollar! Step right up, sir. Guess your conundrum?
GK: Well, okay.
BARKER 4: Let’s see. Thoughtful man. Deep. Quite deep. Yes, you’re an animal rights activist and you want to donate coats to the homeless, but they’re fur coats.
GK: No.
BARKER 4: You are asking yourself, “Can God make a boulder so heavy even He can’t lift it?”
GK: Sorry. Haven’t even given it a thought.
BARKER 4: Okay, how about that chicken or the egg thing?
GK: ‘Fraid not.
BARKER 4: Okay, then, what is it?
GK: I can’t figure out why doesn’t Kansas rhyme with Arkansas.
BARKER 4: Here’s your plush doll. Now get away boy, you bother me.
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