Gene says yeah, probably. Gene says 73. It s blizzarding outside. You have to dig through eight-foot drifts to get to the barn where the generator is. Then you stand there freezing your tushy off, pulling that starter cord until you keel over with a heart attack.
Gene looks startled.
Benny s far from finished. Gene looks sad. Then, and this is the worst part of all, after a while guys start hanging around your wife, doing little stuff for her like maybe unplugging the disposal or moving the furniture around so she can sweep under it. Gene s frowning. Next thing you know, some guy s driving your tractor and riding your horse.