The Arkansas and Missouri is running various pajama trains, dinner trains and the like during the holidays. 

Last night,  I was relaxing on the station bench facing the empty tracks, just quietly resting my eyes, mind you.  

A loud rumbling noise.  "Ah, I said to myself.  "Dinner train is coming back."  


Billy,  the chap running the northbound evening freight, saw me napping on the bench and decided to wake me up by blowing the horn.   After I peeled myself off the ceiling of the platform roof, I saw him waving at me cheerfully.  

What could I do?  I waved back.   I mean, after all, I enjoy a good practical joke as much as the next guy! 


It's crackers to give a rozzer the dropsy in snide!


Remember, SCROUNGE!

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