“Hey, I've got a rifle I want you to advertise!” the caller said.
“A rifle?” I asked.
“No, not a rifle. A rifle. For a Gator” he said.
“You have a rifle made for an alligator?” I asked, not sure I heard correctly.
“No, there is no rifle. It's a rifle. You know, where you sell tickets and the person with the winning ticket gets a prize?”
“Oh, a raffle!” I said. “I misunderstood you.”
“That's what I've been saying. A rifle. For a Gator.”
“You're giving away an alligator?”
“No, a Gator. You know, a Mule?”
“Well which is it, an alligator or a mule? Those are two very different animals, plus I'm not sure you can sell tickets to give away an alligator in the state of Texas.”
“It's not an animal. It's a fur-wheeler.”
“A fur-wheeler? But, alligators and mules don't have fur! Wheels don't either!”
“No, dummy, not fur like animal fur. I mean the number “fur!”
