Hey ma’am, houza about me ‘n you head’n downtown for summa that southern fried chicken an a can a Mount’n Dew?
Bertram, for the last time, will you please stop putting on that accent. You are watching far too many American television programmes. If you promise to behave I’ll take you to that McDonald’s place for one of those hamburger things, but there’s to be no more talking like a cowboy.
Hey woman, tis just the way I is…though on second thoughts Constance my dear, I think I may prefer fish and chips and a drop of lemonade.
Don’t you mean fish and fries and soda?
Yea-ha, now you’ze at it too honey chile!
I sometimes wonder why I married you Bertram, now come along before I change my mind.
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