He’s A Tough Little Son Of A

Hey, Sunshine, Your Friend’s Awake. What’s His Name? (starla) I Don’t Know, Starla. I Didn’t Ask. (sunshine) You Look Like A Steve. Are You Hungry, Steve? (starla)

Oh, Come On. I Have To Know About The Who-do Voodoo That You Do. (nick)

Well, Then, If I Admit I Know Who You Are And Really Couldn’t Care Less Will That Assuage Your Damaged Manhood Enough That We Can Get Past This And Move On To Something That Ends With Your Giving Me A Sandwich? (leta)

Now You Know I’m A Reporter, So You Might As Well Answer My Question Truthfully, Or I’ll Just Keep Asking It Until You Lose Your Mind. (susan)

When A Cow Lives With The Butcher, Sooner Or Later He Gets Eaten Unless He Helps The Other Cows Off To Their Slaughter. (nick)