"Uncle Charlie's Stew"

But it's the stew that's got me thinking.
How long you say minnie been gone?
A week?
Si.
See, my mama used to make stew.
And it always tasted the same,
no matter the meat.
And there was another fellow
on the plantation, uncle charly.
He made stew too
and like my mama's.
I ate his stew from the
time I was a whipper,
to I was a full grown man.
And no matter the meat,
it always tasted like uncle charly's stew.
Now I ain't had minnie's stew in six
months, so I ain't no expert, but that,
damn sure is minnie's stew.
So if minnie's on the north side
visiting her mama for a week,
how'd she make the stew this morning?
And this?
This... is sweet Dave's chair.
When I sat in it earlier,
I couldn't belive it.
Nobody sits in sweet Dave's chaire.
This may be minnie's place,
but this is damn sure,
sweet Dave's chair.
And if... he went to
the north side...
I'm pretty goddamn sure
that chair's be going with him.
What's in the chair?
Just what I thought.
Sweet Dave's goddamn blood
Hohohooooooooo (owaki)