While the train was waiting on a side track down in Georgia, one of the passengers walked over to a cabin near the track, in front of which sat a cracker dog, howling. The passenger asked a native why the dog was howling.
“Hookworm,” said the native. “He’s lazy.”
“But,” said the stranger, “I was not aware that the hookworm is painful.”
“‘Taint,” responded the garrulous native.
“Why, then,” the stranger queried, “should the dog howl?”
“Lazy.”
“But why does laziness make him howl?”
“Wal,” said the Georgian, “that blame fool dawg is sittin’ on a sand-bur, an’ he’s too tarnation lazy to get off, so he jes’ sets thar an’ howls ’cause it hurts.”