They can’t read books but they can read smoke signals. I was sending smoke signals from the brush pile “Party At My House!” West by god Virginia

"It's driving me nuts! It's been bugging me driving over the mountain. I'll be walking around here all day picking my butt."

Ahhhh Choooooo! (sneeze)

"Dang! We bout to strip you naked and burn them clothes. You going home!"

I’m not into work, I’m not into yours, I’m not into anyones! I’m into snacking on this and eating chocolate but I’m not going to eat chocolate.

I don't need that shit today. Godamnit, I was about to say you need to go call that in yourself. One second I have another call..

Hello? You want something? It better be damn important!...I know and I'm thinking to myself "This asshole is pushing it"

I bequeath my teeth to you.

"I need to take my happy pill. I need to be nicer."

::Big Sneeze::
"Woowee! Blew my wig off!"

“You mind catching the phones?” (Walks by with metal cart)
“I’m going out on the street to panhandle…Christmas presents, groceries, liquor…whatever I can get.”