Wheres little Billy Joe?
FATHER: He’s in that run-down outhouse over there, Mamma! INDIAN: That’s our Sun Altar. GOVERNMENT AGENT: Well, Indian – just goes to show you there’s an obvious need to conserve our Priceless National Heritage. The Government is turning your home into a National Monument! The marching band gets off the buss, playing “America The Beautiful,” followed by the Senator, who speaks: SENATOR: It behooves me, ‘pon this Historic Occasion, to dedicate the Stinkin’ Desert National Historical Monument and Cobalt Testing Range! TRAILBLAZER: Civilization, ho-ooooooo! As the Indian watches, the cobalt bomb goes off. The sound dies away after a time, and the smoke clears, revealing the two Indians on horseback. INDIAN: Well, it’s about time, there’s been no corn growing for the last few generations. The buffalo’s gone. There’s no(one) left to live in harmony.
