It was a great job. It paid a whopping $2 per hour--minimum wage. We reported to the county prison camp every morning, sharpened our nails, filled up the ice chest, and jumped on the red prison bus with bars on the windows. People stared at us as we rode around town, wondering what we did to deserve this.
My cousin Wesley Harris is doing his part. He started exchanging puns with his nephew, Paul Donaldson. Others contributed and now Wesley has collected a ton of puns, quips and jokes. Wesley posts a daily funny on his Facebook page, bringing smiles, chuckles and sometimes groans.