Bumpkin

Howdy there. Nice ta meetchya. Bumpkin, and I'm here with my good ol' pal, Uncle Hillbilly. Yup. You got it right. We're just a coupla good ol' country dawgs who ended up in the city somehow...I blame it on Uncle Hillbilly. He wanted to go for a stroll. Said we weren't gonna end up in no trouble and now look where we are. City livin' certainly ain't my speed, but we git by. Foods better than what we were findin' on the side of the road anyhow. Y'all would think him bein' the older of us two he woulda known better...Anyhow, he told these nice folks were gonna git us "adopted". Din't know what that meant until he told me it meant findin' a new family. Gotta admit, that part sounds nice. Anyhow, come on by and see if we fit yer speed. It'd be sure nice ta meetchya either way!