Well doggone, if that ain't puttin' lipstick on a pig, I reckon I don't know pigs like I thunk I did. And splain this will ya, if I don't git it, I cain't go bowling on Saturday night no more? Is that what I'm a hear'n? 'Cause hey, me'n my buds are gittin a trophy this year
and a free trip to Dollywood. Cain't git 'nough a Dolly and the twins. :devil OK, here goes nothin. Let's see iffin I git it. Yessiree! Shirley this is my final answer: The scatological Hume could have qualified to be a patient at St. Patrick’s Hospital for Imbeciles. Maybe I ain't ready for Jeopardy but Hot Dang! I'm still in the league. I better quit savin beer tokens though, 'cause, well, ya never know when.... At least I hope it don't happen 'til I git new balls. The old ones don't seem to be a hangin right. What with me be'n a lefty and all, that's a big deal. Speaking of balls..... here's a different set.
http://www.inspectpa.com/forum/showthread.php?5604-Unusual-things-I-ve-noticed-about-the-IRC Tiger