[Hand em their arse]

"Galtmeister, there ain't no way.... NO WAYYY you could come from maa loins.... When we get home, remind me to punch yo mama in da mout'"

[GaltMeister]

"Galtmeister, there ain't no way.... NO WAYYY you could come from maa loins.... When we get home, remind me to punch yo mama in da mout'"

I saw that, you sum-b***! I am gonna bah-bu-que yore ass in molasses! Ahm' gonna put you away till your gray! Junior, put de evidence in da car.