Colby:
"Excuse me gents, I overhear'd them stories just now and it brought to mind an occurrence that occurred just t'other day. I was bringing wood in for the fire when I seen this feller in funny-type pants in my hog pen...

I was horrified at the thought of gettin' a closer look so I just closed m'eyes and started yellin' and swung m'axe around a bit. When I opened my eyes the feller was gone but danged if he didn't take a case of hog chow and a sack of gravel with him.

Come to think of it, that's the bag of gravel that my nephew labeled "GOLD" as a joke for Granny..."