You told me about a joke that he had about Bull Connor in your ice cream. Could you tell us that?
Oh, well, they um, he would say always, "I make ice--homemade ice cream and I'm good." And ah, he would say that if Bull Connor and those could eat my ice cream we'd ser--we'd solve the race problem because one or two servings would get them on our side and if they could eat my ice cream there would be no more race problem."
OK. Let's cut for a minute.