There is a family of wretched hillbilly's who come in at closing with giant trashbags filled with moldy, water damaged books and magazines that looks like they were pulled out of a blighted attic. The Big Momma has a loose fitting house dress that barely covers her enormous chesticles and she leans on the counter with pendulous grace watching whoever is doing the bookbuy. (We buy from the public, you see...) It takes forever to inspect this garbage, of course because there are hundreds of pieces involved! Her son is a giant of a boy like Baby Huey who is very gentle and polite in his overalls and hand-me-down shoes. Her husband carries a Folger's coffee can to spit chewing tobacco in while they all just stand there like statues staring!
Now that's funny right there, I don't care who you are.