There was a clerk in a small town general store in the South. One
day, a tall man entered the store and began filling a shopping
cart with items.

This man was so distinctive in that he could have been the official
spokesperson for Quaker Oats. He was dressed in black, very tall
and had a hat just like the Quaker Oats man on the box.

The clerk had never seen a Quaker before, let alone talked to one.
When the man reached the counter with his selections the clerk
could hardly contain himself.

“Are you a Quaker”? he asked as he was ringing up the merchandise.

“Yes,” the tall man said, coldly

“No joke?” asked the clerk, “You’re really a real Quaker?”

The man, looking a little annoyed, said, “Yes, I am a real Quaker.”

Wow!” the young clerk said, “I never seen a real Quaker before.
Would you say something in Quaker talk for me?”

The tall man ignored this request and waited for his merchandise
to be tallied up.

As clerk finished ringing up the sale he said, “Please mister, say
something in Quaker talk?”

The man finally leaned over the counter in a gesture of secrecy.
The clerk leaned forward in order to hear the quiet reply.

The man said, “Screw thee.”