Woody says look at em. He points to the Guess-the-Weight game.
I says they’s just people.
No, says Woody. They’s suckers. Why they stand in line for that nonsense?
Well, I says. It’s something to do.
You’re saying they got so much free time they got to fill it with trash.
Don’t know, I says. They look happy to me.
Woody gets mad and he won’t give me no more cigarettes, so I walk off across the Midway.
Carsons moved Woody to the ring toss last week and he can’t work his old hustles no more. That’s why he’s mad.