What's a butterfly garden without butterflies?
When my time comes, just skin me and put me up there on Trigger, just as though nothing had ever changed.
You couldn't beg, borrow, or steal a job in 1931, 1932... it was really tough.
Today they're making pictures that I wouldn't want Trigger to see.
We were so far back in the woods, they almost had to pipe in sunlight.
The station put us on staff at $35 a week... and I mean every week.