After several minutes the elevator halted. The general led the way along a square underground corridor. "If y'all will foller me, ah'm sure you'll find our lil' ol' facility quite inneresting" he drawled.

"If it's all the same to you general, I'd like to inspect the books first." replied the visitor with an audible sniff.

"Sure, sure, but you ain't gonna understand what this place is really about till ya actually see it, ya'know?" smiled the General back at him. And before his guest could reply he continued on "Now in this here refrigerated room we store all that semen we've bin secretly gittin' from those Aggie boys. Course they've bin gitting some fun out o' givin' it. So ah reckon it's a real fair trade. Easy as milkin' a herd of prime cattle. So we got quite a bit now, plenty for the program, and then some"

His visitor wrinkled his nose and opened his mouth to speak, but the General was now in full flow. "And the program has been reeeeel successful. Course we couldn't have done it without all those dollars ya bin signing off fer us..."

"Yes, ahem, about that, I'm afraid..."

"But it's all bin money well spent, ya'know? Now if y'all will foller me ah can show you what we bin doin' here" and the General strode off, leaving the Visitor to talk to empty space before hurrying to catch up.