A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006.

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Entry from December 05, 2007
“Acres and acres, and she’s all mine!” (Texas size joke)

Everything’s bigger in Texas, but this joke is a little extreme.


Google Books
Why, When I Was A Kid...
Autobiographical Ramblings
by James R. Palmer
Victoria, British Columbia: Trafford Publishing
2005
Pg. 203:
Texans are known for doing everything BIG or unusual or fantastic. Like the man from Texas who was heard saying, “acres and acres and she’s all mine!” “Your ranch?” asked the visitor. “Nope. Ma sweet wife!” drawled the Texan. The following tall tale, while absolutely pure truth, is one of those “Texas like” stories that I have had a hard time getting people to believe.

Posted by Barry Popik
Texas (Lone Star State Dictionary) • (0) Comments • Wednesday, December 05, 2007 • Permalink