Stationery

While vacationing in the hills of West Virginia, the big city man discovered he had no writing paper at all for his personal correspondence. He went into the small town nearby and found only an old-fashioned country store. Behind the counter was a real nice-looking young lass, quite obviously a local farm girl.

"Do you keep stationery?" he asked.

"Well," she giggled, "I can until the last few minutes, then I just go plain wild."