Ah, Breaker 1-9, this here's a rubber duck. You got a copy on me, Big Ben, come on? Boy, yeah, 10-4, Big Ben, for sure, for sure. By golly, it's clean clear to Flag Town, come on? Yeah, it's a big 10-4 there, Big Ben. Yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy. Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy. It was the dark of the moon on the 6th of June and a Kenworth pulling logs. Cab over Pete with a reefer on and a Jimmy hauling hogs. We was heading for Bear on I-10, about a mile out of Shaky Town. I says, Big Ben, this here's a rubber duck and I'm about to put the hammer down. Cause we got a little old convoy, rocking through the night. Yeah, we got a little old convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy, ain't nothing gonna get in our way. We gonna blow this duck in the convoy, cause it's the U.S.A. convoy. Ah, Breaker, Big Ben, this here's a duck. Now, you want to back off them hogs? About 5 miles or so, 10, Roger, them hogs is getting intense up here. By the time we got into Tulsa Town, we had 85 trucks and all. But there's a roadblock up on the cloverleaf and them bears is wall to wall. Yeah, them smoke is as thick as bugs on a bumper. They even had a bear in the air. I says, calling all trucks, this here's the duck. We about to go a hunting bear. Cause we got a great big convoy, rocking through the night. Yeah, we got a great big convoy, ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy, ain't nothing gonna get in our way. We gonna blow this duck in the convoy, cause it's the U.S.A. convoy. Hey, you want to give me a 10-9 on that, Big Ben? Negatory, Big Ben, you're still too close. Yeah, them hogs is starting to close up my sinuses. Mercy's sake, you better back off another 10. Well, we rolled up Interstate 44 like a rocket sled on rails. We tore up all of our swindle sheets and left them sitting on the scales. By the time we hit that shy town, them bears was getting smart. They brought up some reinforcements from the Illinois National Guard. There's armored cars and tanks and jeeps and rigs of every size. Yeah, them chicken coops was full of bears and choppers filled the skies. Well, we shot the line we went for broke with a thousand screaming trucks and eleven long-haired friends of Jesus in a chartreuse microbus. Yeah, rubber duck to a sod buster, come on there, you got 10-4, sod buster. Listen, you want to put that microbus in behind that suicide jockey? Yeah, he's hauling dynamite and he needs all the help he can get. Well, we laid a strip for the Jersey Shore and prepared to cross the line. I could see the bridge was lined with bears, but it didn't have a doggone dime. I says, Pigpen, this here's a rubber duck. We just ain't going to pay no toll. So we crashed the gate doing 98. I says, let them truckers roll 10-4. Cause we got a mighty convoy rocking through the night. Yeah, we got a mighty convoy. Ain't she a beautiful sight? Come on and join our convoy. Ain't nothing gonna get in our way. We're on the road, it's trucking convoy. I'll see you at 10-4. All right, 10-4, Pigpen. What's your 20? Omaha. Well, they ought to know what to do with them hogs out there for sure. Well, mercy sakes, good buddy, we're going to back on out of here. So keep the buttons off your glass and the bears off your tail. We'll catch you on the flip-flop. This here's a rubber duck on the side. We gone, bye-bye. .