Tidbits a'conversation-like. Here's some I be remember'n.
Probably why so many villagers were shoo'n away the ghosts an spirits roam'n the desert this night. 'Cept'n those spirits and ghosts in their bottles, a'course.
Good time to listen and shovel away the road apples of what the think'n be on things a'go'n on.
"My pappy had his 'pendix took out on the family kitchen table. Dr. work'd by coal lantern. Mine tak'n out in a clinic. Better for me? Yeah, that be so. I still feel real bad I couldn't pay those nice people for help'n me. Haunts me, ya'know? Kinda like the idea of hav'n insurance. Better than be'n a bum, ya'know? I be think'n health care be a right in this country. If'n not, should be."
"...damn personhood for corporations. Willy, lawyer over at Throat Clutch, said that he'd like to take that case on. Said he would call for the corporation to 'appear before the court and show its soul.' Called the soul, 'records of incorporation.' Then he'd begin ask'n questions of the papers stack'd on the witness chair. After a few minutes he said he'd throw up his hands and declare to the jury, 'personhood? Are you kid'n me?' He be serious! He said, 'black robes decimated one society, now a Republic.' When enough be enough?"
"I always be walk'n 'round in my mind and bam! I get a cramp every damn time. Better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick, I guess. But what do you know? You ain't there..."Are ya?"
"Look, God keeps screw'n up! Fall'n Watchers. Fall'n Angels. Giants, then Florensis, like his mind can't decide or something. I think God is a Libran. Don't do much to instill confidence, ya know?"
"...Great grandpa carried a musket. Used it to bring meat to his family and protect against those who wanted to bring harm. Grandpa carried a shotgun for hunting and worked in a steel mill for 55 years. Steel burned a one inch hole through his right foot. Put grandma's broom handle through it to impress us grandkids. He was a man of little joy and even less money. Died from the grit and fumes he endured for all those years. Heaved up lung tissue like confetti. My dad was worked to death, but he was happier than grandpa. Got a feeling both of them are fishing and dipping their toes in a lake, somewhere beyond here..."
"I gotta tell ya, Senator McCain is a scared man. A second rate jet jockey. A hero. But an immature man and second rate politician. He wanted greatness. He made court jester."
"Otis says I gotta start kick'n butt and chew'n gum to get ahead in life. I told him he was absolutely right. When I get home, I'm gonna Double Bubble it and kick his lazy ass out...Sally, ya sell Double Bubble?"
"...So, I gets in the truck and run over to Dwayne's. Coyote with mange was sniff'n around the hens. Tell ya, that 'cote was hairless. Kinda like Juan after the ladies got done with him during the fiesta..."
"...I'm gonna smash his nose till it looks like oatmeal stick'n to the side of the pan. Then I'm gonna pound his body to butter. I'm gonna cut both his eyes and let the blood blind him. I'll head-butt him and make him bleed. Then I'll hit him in the cajones a few times when the ref ain't look'n. I'm gonna knock his teeth out and rip across his ears. Then if that don't work, guess I'm just gonna have to knock his ass out. I'm a pro fighter. I live for this shit...ya know. Then again, I might not know what hit me. Ya never know. You does your best."
"Told the doctor I was having trouble remember things while he spent half the time I was there look'n for his frick'n glasses. Geriatric specialist my ass. Listen, you get old..."
"I'm tell'n ya, our species is what nature released to destroy the environment. So that it could renew itself. Like the earth ain't 'spose be a one-track pony, stay'n the same all the time. We ain't from here anywho. Be the only species that don't live in harmony with nature."
"Carlos always sings before getting drunk. Hasn't so much as whistled a tune in 40 years..."
"...Got Maynard into therapy. Boy's cheese slipped off his cracker, if you get my drift. Sandra ain't happy about it, but her quiver ain't got arrows either. What was that with her jumping up and down on the pew swearing that if Captain America had been there, Jesus wouldn't have been nailed to the cross...God, that was awful...Padre being hauled out to the ambulance...Tea Party girl supreme..."
"There are only two people that know a damn thing. You are one and I am the other. You know everything known and I know the rest. So, between us, we cover all aspects of knowledge. Maybe we should run for office..."
"See that 100 gallon wine cask? I'm a tell'n ya if you ask me to turn to Fox News one more time, that cask and your patoot, are gonn'a meld. I run a clean saloon here. My customers got class and every goddamn one of them pass'd third grade."
"...land'd right smack in the middle of my yard, it did. Goofy look'n thing. Like a cue ball on Jolt. Frick'n thing was hum'n. Twen't a tune I know. Little guy pop'd outta it and stood smack dab in front of me like Tom's dog used to do a'fore it got blitz'd by that semi. So, I ask'd him to wait a second, 'cuze like I need'd another toot on the jug..."
"Shit, on MSNBC every guest say's, 'thanks for having me.' Drives me fruck'n nuts. MSNBC didn't have them. Their mothers had them for crying out loud. Don't get me going on Tweety either. He gets an hour and his guests get a combined 15 seconds to prattle on...Really makes me cringe, but not as much as that Mika woman. She got anymore into herself, she'd poop herself out.
"Fifty-six grand is what I went into debt for school. What they didn't teach was how not to get bamboozled by my own blood sucking government. There be no dreams anymore."
"Sally, Kiva wants to know if the blue popsicles have come in yet?"