I half expected a rambling old man speach that doesn't go anywhere.
"I was taking the ferry to shelbyville, so I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now the ferry back in those days cost a nickel, back in those days nickels had bumblebees printed on them 'gimmie five bees for a quarter' you'd say. So I got on the ferry to morristown which is what we called shelbyville back in those days. Now the important part is that I had an onion tied to my belt, as was the style at the time. We didn't have any white onions at the time, becaause of the war. All we had was these BIIIG yellow ones..."