ayup.
Accent is getting worse! Run awaaaaaay!!!
Ain't no scrawny little lizerd fella whut's gonna kill me nohow.
So there they were, all three of them, looming in the doorway. I took the book off the desk, opened the window and bolted out onto the balcony. I looked down, and saw...
Moonshine? What on Earth?
Why thank you. sip
Quite delicious. glug
Um. Sure gotta kick to it. glug
Gimme s'more. glug, glug, glug
Ah rickin thissere moonshine's the best ah evuh done drunk. glug
Ah kint see too good. glug
Whut in Sam Hill is that g+&+*+n Hippeh doin on the grass?
Gimme shotgun.
wun two three fore fi' six se'n aight nahn....
Whur's ma damn thumb gawn?
Gimmore munshn.... glug
Zzzzzzz.
Snrghk. Wuh?
Ayup.
So there they were, all three of them, looming in the doorway. I took the book off the desk, opened the window and bolted out onto the balcony. I looked down, and saw...
This no word game, ye daft fool and a bottle o' rum!
EDIT: Curse accent.
A parnt'll about do ya an a parnt's balt too much.
Ill git ya wurr yu cain't het nary a wall tu a barn withu haint full u stonse fum th inside.
Please stop!
Enn?
hornswaggle
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maroons...
Thar goes thet lizerd boah, inflaetin his post count uhgin. Poor fella, he's got thet, whuchamacallit - post-count envy.
Bah. Heathy does it all the time.
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ayup.
Thass cuzza yer fur.
Y'alls got sum problems.
Ayup.
Ayup.