Pons and his cousin Ned meet at a Mc Donald's fast-food restaurant.
Pons: Good morning, Ned. Good to see you up and about today.
Ned: Yeah! Nothin' like startin' a day out with a mighty heapin' plate a country ham, fried taters, and grits.
Pons: I'm not sure they serve any of those items here, Ned.
Ned: We too late fer breakfast?
Pons: No. It's still pretty early. Besides, they serve breakfast all day now.
Ned: So they jes' doin' eggs and such all day?
Pons: No. They are giving people what they want.
Ned: So I cain't get no breakfast in the morning, but I can slip in here at noon and get a plate a fatback and skillet fried okra then.
Pons: They won't serve that to you ever.
Ned: Take outs only?
Pons: No, Ned.
Ned: They deliver?
Pons: No, Ned.
Ned: What's this line fer if I ain't gettin' no food?
Pons: Tell you what; the foods on me. What do you want that's on the menu?
Ned: Guess I'll get a Mc Samich a some kind.
Pons: How about a McMuffin?
Ned: Ain't that a kid food?
Pons: It's an English muffin.
Ned: That must be why I can't get no decent breakfast? We's in Angaland.
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