That Wild and Crazy Paperboy, Richard

Okay, so maybe I did kinda strtetch things, when I talked about that big coon, dog, and boy fight in Flat Creek, and I know some of y'all think I was lyin' like some old sorry yard dog, but I wasn't, well, not really 'cause there's a big difference between a black lie and a little white lie. I don't tell know black lies...you know them kind that just tears up folks. Naw, I promise, cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye if I'm lyin'. Hold it! That way, way to strong...take out that danged needle and dying. Heck, who would want a needle in the eye for just lyin'? Okay, now I'm all mixed up, but this is what's really important about lyin'...lies that don't hurt nobody are ...well...uh, maybe kinda okay...you know like when I told my mother that my little baby brother, William was kinda cute...heck, we had mules that was better looking that my brother. But you know what if I had told momma that William was as ugly as a fence post? Uh, well that what I mean and it ain't just always telling someone they's cute but it's like them old sorry fishermen that strtech that fish. Okay, so I lie! Yep, I'll just admit it! I lie like a dog and it ain't just about my stupid ugly brother...heck I lie about nearly everything, but listen up...they's white lies and they don't hurt nobody. So if you're reading about the stuff I did as a paperboy...well, yes, some of it's the God's truth...but a lot of it ain't. Them two books have a bunch of stories about when I was a paperboy and things were a little wild. Shoot, if you want to get the details, read The Red Scarf and Lyin' Like a Dog.