When the traveling minstrel asked where she was from, she shyly replied, 'I'm a goober-grabbler from Savannah.'

The goober grabblers sneaked into the pantry and stole the last jar of jam.

Everyone at the county fair knew the goober grabbler who'd sneak peanuts from the vendor's stall.

At dusk, neighborhood children would tell tall tales about goober-grabblers stealing socks from the laundry line.