What in tarnation is that freaky lookin' creature, it look'a like'a cross betwixt one'o my Gran's eggs and uh rifle bullet. Speakin O' bullets, did yuh know it took 18 bullets tuh bring down Blackbeard?
That ain't Blackbeard, that was Stone Wall Jackson. Think 'bout it Princess Bigfoot. Makes sense. Can't factor a fathom how someone so close could make such a stupid mistake. Not in proximity but in relation. My own cousin-manchild!
How can you comment while dead, Mr. Timn?
Aye the little lady has a point there, "Mr. Timn" and anyways, no man call me "princess" and get away wit it. I'll holler for my young strappen nephew by the name O' Corin an' he'll Box yuh up one side O' the States and down the tother'. Twice around the Union ones. You uh Yank Mr. Timn? you know what ah think O' Yanks.
Yank you, benji! I'm gonna yank your liver out you yappin cousin-manchild! I'll call you "princess" as much as I call my wife "spankin' fish" how 'bout that......boy!?!? And o'Corin's mah son. He's on mah side.And I aint' takin' the dirt nap. Not on mah watch.
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