I dunno, stranger, we ain't got a whole lot to offer ye on accounta t'other day them Yankee cavalry done rode down and requisitioned plumb near all we had, and then the day after that them rebel cavalry done come up from t'other direction and done did the same damn thing, so no, stranger, I's just a humble Miss'ssippi rat farmer and I ain't know a damn thing about no "time machine" or no "2037 eSports World Championships disaster" anymore than I know about no damn Charleston guv'ment. But when you see that Jeff Davis you tell him I want my damn horses back or I'll head on down to Gulfport and take 'em outter his yeller hide.
And this mornin some boys in teal uniforms done come through and said they was from "a secret third thing." I ain't even know what the world's comin to no more. Say, you ain't no reb, are ye? You better not be no reb.



















