My a-tale of two places

“Hey, Tom! Thanks, only because of you I could manage’ to fish Jim out.”

“Sure, tha’s what the childhood friends are for.”

“Do ya ‘member, we used to have a little robbers gang too then? What did we call it?”

Tom says, “Oh how kud you fur-ge’ it Huck, it never…”.

Jigar, a third friend in the room, interrupts the conversation, “hey, why don’t you buy the book from cross words… somewhere in it it does mentions it was called Tom Sawyer’s Gang”.

An old guy, with a hat, named Bob, steps in the room, looks at all three of them. They stop chatting. Bob looks at each one of them - one by one- and then smiles; says, “Well, only that we are village boys and still haven’t learn to play city games, strange games.”

“But Bob, you are the one who says, that only one thing you did wrong, was that you stayed in Missisipi for a day too long.”

Bob replies, “Huh! Life is usually elsewhere Jiggy. State of mind Jiggy.”