*Someone else calls about the dog Old Lady, and Mama hears them leaving a message, thinking they mean her*
Purvis: Hello? I'm calling for Vint Harper. If your Old Lady's still up for grabs, I can take her off your hands.
Mama: What's they do, take out an ad?!
Purvis: I'll make a nice place for her in the barn so she can watch the livestock. Course, on real cold nights, I'll let her come in and sleep with me if she's the affectionate type.
Mama: Oh my Lord! They're selling me into white slavery!
Purvis: Call me back at 555-5540. Ask for Purvis.
Mama: Well Purvis, you pervert!