One day, buzzard and rabbit were talking. The buzzard says ""Rabbit, I'm tired of the country life. This hard work is not for me. I'm going to move to the city and get rich."" So buzzard packed up his things and moved to the city. In fact, he stayed true to his word and made it big. He bought a luxurious mansion just outside of the big city. The following summer, rabbit received a letter from buzzard asking how he was and invited him to visit him in the big city. He also asked rabbit to bring with him a large cart full of manure for his garden. The next day, rabbit took his bags and cartload of manure to buzzard's condo. Rabbit rang the doorbell and after a few short moments buzzard's servant answered. ""Mr. Buz-zard's residence. For whom may I ask is calling?"" Rabbit answered, ""I am here for Mr Buzzard."" ""Mr. Buz-zard is out on the yard."" ""Well tell him Mr. Rab-bit is here with his shit!"" BACK STORY: My late grandmother used to tell my cousin and I that a long time ago when we were both young children. It always got a laugh out of us at bed time. We were raised back woods where stories like that were the norm. Unfortunately, that was the only one I can recall verbatim. I miss her every day since she passed away. She was alway the heart of our family.