Leonora Sotto Voce, world's leading soprano...

Come and listen to my story about a man named Jed, a poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bubbling crude.

Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

The Beverly Hillbilly.

Kidro?

Uh-oh.

You in there?

Get up from there.

Yes, sir.

I'm mailing myself to Paris.

Paris?

Uh-huh.

To the Follies Brigere, where they got all them dancing girls.

You can't get to Paris like this.

I can't?

Now get out of there.

But Uncle Jed, Granny says for every goose there's a gander, and for every fellow there's a girl.

If you ain't got a stamp, just send me C.O.D.