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And we're back here live on Rusty's Junk Shack It's time to go out to our first caller First caller, what ya got? Well, I, uh, got this burnin'-head, uh, golden-wing tip rooster He's approximately been in nineteen fights and won 'em all But I'm in a tight right now and I'll take thirty-five cash for him, uh I will be willin' to trade for a Briggs & Stratton None of that Japan-made stuff Push lawn mower, it's got to be pull crop though I don't like that electronic stuff neither And if you wanna trade or buy my rooster, just give me a holler Alright, back here with Rusty's Junk Shack If you wanna buy the rooster Just give us a call up here at the radio station And we'll hook you up with more info Let's go out to our next caller, caller, what ya got? Hey, man, this is, uh, this is, uh, Cecil I was callin' in, man, I-I-I wantin' to swaps you, uh I'm wantin' to swaps you, I got four pairs of, uh, Red Wing Boots Uh, they all used, but they all steel-toed too Uh, I'm wantin' to trade, oh, uh, any, any kind of, any kind of muffler system Um, my, I got a old, I got a old pet hog, man He likes to get up under my truck and he, he likes to sleep up under there And he's done tore up my muffler system all up, man So I'm gonna need one of them, if anybody's got one I'd, I'd sure love to trade it for you, man, uh Uh, like I said, I got, you know They used boots, man, but they all steel-toed The steel toes, the steel toes still good in 'em (That's right, if you wanna trade for—) Uh, but you know, just give me a holler, I'll swaps ya (Cecil, Cecil) We, we got it from here, Cecil Anybody wanna trade the Red Wing Boots for a muffler system Give us a call up here at the radio station and we'll give you Cecil's information Can we hear from one more caller today? And that's all we got time for here on Rusty's Junk Shack Yeah, man, I'd like, I'd like to, uh Ask anybody if they got any old cassette tapes or, uh Old rock tapes out there You know, I just bought me an old Jeep and it had a cassette player in it And I just wanna go old school for a while Don't be a tape player hater And, uh, I'd like to trade some cassette tapes out for a Fifty-pound sack of, uh, black eyed peas 'Cause you know the rain just didn't come through for us like I thought it would this year And I don't, I don't know what we're gonna do As far as the crops go, but hey, it'll be okay, man And if y'all wanna trade, man, just, just give me a holler And I appreciate y'all's time Alright, maybe the rain will come through for us this year And that voice sure sounded familiar You never know who's gonna call here on Rusty's Junk Shack Thank y'all for tunin' in today and until next time Keep that junk 'cause you never know how much it's worth And call us up