set me up one boys an, well, err ms graybeard.
i come over here ta have a word with ol hamp--boys don't butt in this might git personel. OL hamp i observed yor drivin while ya was down here. boy i'm tellin ya , ya got to get with tha program, them speed limit signs air jest suggestions fer tha slowest ya can go . ya had tha traffic backed up clear to 290. an while i'm on tha subject--it aint cental texas boy-ya caint stop in tha middle of the freeway an try ta flag down sumbody ta give ya directions. and lordy boy doan pay no tention to them red lights-jest keep on a goin. tha police was lookin fer ya-they wanted ta get ya outta town fer ya kilt sumbody.
give me another barkeep-ma throats dry frum all that talkin.