it comes in pints?

Aw, what the hell

A little more to add to that last post.

They busted every mother's son at the party. Everyone, that is, except Agamemnon Jones. He got away and crow-hopping off through the bracken, hobbled as he was by his leisure suit.

He got about 500 yards away and turned around to have one last look at that Airstream trailer, that icon of concupiscence, glittering in the starlight.

Now, I'm not trying to say that this was a wild party, but the moment he cast his eyes on that glittering object, he was transformed into a pillar of salt. Well, all he had to do to resume his human condition was to look the other way, but about that time a herd of cows came by and started licking on him. He decided it felt so good he was gonna stay that way.