Come on to see, with me---
Yeah, it's me, Opie Taylor, & I for one can tell you, it wasn't easy growing up in a town where my Pa was Sheriff. Persecution, innuendo, back-stabbing--things like these were my lot in life.
Yeah, and things went downhill from there after I left church.
And I can never forget that day my girlfriend left me and ran off with that guy who was pass- ing through Mayberry with that Mormon Rap group. After because of that girl, I would never buy another record released by those bums--"New Elders on the Block."
Even Floyd the Barber gave me a hard time when I was growing up in Mayberry. And one time when he did, I tried to get back at him by patronizing his sole competition in town--"Ward of Montgomery." But I had to bite my pride, and go back to Floyd's. Because right after I had made my appointment with Ward, I could hear him ordering a bowl from his catalog for my haircut!
Looking back now, I can see things began to go wrong for me about the same time I started running with that 'Pyle Gang.'
+++ Goober and Gomer--
they had seemed at first like such pleasant fellows. I mean, they had never KILLED anyone--at least not on purpose. (You know, I bet they didn't even know the meaning of 'au pair.')
If only I had known then what I know now to be the truth about this dastardly duo.
I should have suspected that something was amiss when I heard the Pyles telling those mean stories about my kindly old Aunt Bee. So maybe she was Matron at the Raleigh Home for Wayward Girls before she came to Mayberry. That doesn't mean that all those stories they told are true. I mean, I hardly ever saw any black leather hanging in our closets at home.
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