You git up, you chaw your bacon, you sit on stumps, think deep bacon-flavored thoughts, you shoot a possum, you drink moonshine, and you pass out cold till the next morning

[sigh] Heaven. [longing-e]


Frank Spencer
Hmmm - closest yet, Rube

Still not exactly right, as Frank Spencer wasn't just socially destructive with his good intentions (there was usually a great deal of physical destruction).

But it'll do for me - this has been driving me mad!