“I got me some beautiful breasts last night!”
“You did?”
“Yup. Smeared’em with…
“Smeared’em with what?”
“Well if you’d shut yer pie-hole and let me finish, I’ll tell ya.”
“Sorry, got a little excited – you know how I love chicken!”
“Ain’t what I’m talkin’ ’bout!”
“No?”
“But I love chicken — you know that!”
“Fergit it — talking’ to you is like talking to a brick.”
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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