3x-xx-xx ep77 First Song - How I Love You

No Pete in Arizona. No stranger than I, I call my business under the sky. So why don't we face my dog with the claws on my lips overheads? And when I go tired and weary, I stand and grasp for my pen.

Oh, get, get, get, get, get. And holy's for the corral.

Shake that dust from them in scum. Come on, hurry up, girl. Well, they get that nag years headed for the gate, not the open prayer. It's all gone if you can handle this cantankerous, cuss any better than I can.

You know, they do say that dumb brutes reflect the character of their masters. See, you've got some pretty ugly ones in your string, each, Jack. Oh, no, boy. Well, my animals are all well-behaved. Right like the seventh heaven.

If that's true, I'm an evangelist. Ha, ha, ha. Just a thinking, Jack. Well, I'm not too darned inquisitive about what, boy.

Oh, oh, oh, about the time that we gave Curly a ride in that horse blanket. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I bring up a subject so de-egreeable. You know I didn't like that like the broke my neck.

I never heard some early choice swear words of a lie. I never was so mad in my life. I sure told you birds were a hitty. Yeah, you sure did tell this Curly but that was one time when the birds didn't enjoy your language.

I guess he is that you love us all just the same. Yeah, confound you all, but I sure get burned up sometimes with your shenanigans.

Oh, we don't mind that, Curly. In fact, we rather enjoy it. Yes, it's provided you truly love it. Back to the days when cake walks were all the reads. Can I say, them's the days when I walked out with first prize in every country?