Have another beer, Dewey.
not on the equator
Why in my day we would rake leaves all day in twenty degrees in the snow for ten miles uphill both ways for a nickel! A we liked it!
I know nothing of this “snow” of which you speak! In my country we only have ash from the volcano!
I am offended by your offensive offensiveness!
I think it would be a smash!
I hate these meeces to pieces!
Take off your cap while I’m taking to you! I’m going to squeeze it out of you if it takes all night!
What! Jump me right here in the middle of the highway? Why you naughty boy you!
This strip just doesn’t add up!
Have another beer, Dewey.