Random Character Creation (in class)

So me and Merl, just sitting on the porch. Finally finished my whistle that I've been whittling over the past two years. Merl sure has taken a likin to it. He comes right up to me when I blow it, even though he was just sitting right next to me. Had a good day on the bayou. Found a nice patch of sludge by the huckleberry bush. Should make a fine shoe adhesive, perhaps an Elmer's paste type. Anyways, gettin ahead of myself. I'm thinkin I might get me some turkey patties next time I'm in town. Ole' doc done tol' me my heart is as stuffed up as the deer head on my wall. No more sausage burgers. Oh well. I guess Merl won't mind eating turkey scraps, all the same. There ain't no makin me stop eatin my meatloaf and stroganauf casserole though. Ole' grand-daddy Naaman ate that every Sunday; lived to be the ripe age of 78. Some traditions aren't worth breakin.