It wasn't a Jeep, it was a "Heep", the Cuban knockoff version. And it didn't break down, the President of Venezuela forgot to bring enough gas.
Al says we're off South Georgia, but it's awful hilly and cold. He say's his great-Uncle Adolph lives there. We're unloading the cows at his place before heading to Miami. I'm going to miss the milkshakes.
Uncle Dolph has a spiffy Oliver Hardy mustache, but he foams at the mouth a lot. You guys ought to see him high-step it around the barnyard in his gum boots.