Hillbilly kid 1: I’m 18 I’m practically old enough to drink can’t I have a beer?
Hillbilly dad: I don’t give a Curly Short Ones how old you are. I’m not going to prison just so you can drink some glorified horse piss! No beer for you! It’s like the apple juice of alcohols anyway what kind of lightweight sissy drinks beer?
*Chalmers is panting and stops running laps during his workout*
Gavin: Yo Chalmers are you ok?
Chalmers: Yeah I just got some shortness of breath
Gavin: Do you have asthma or something?
Charmers: no I just have shortness of breath