[mr.miyagi]

"...why, me n Eight git drunk alut of thu taaaame....hell, aaa may be dwunk raaaght now but I dun knows it....*hick*...........ey, acey baby, throw me anuthur one of dem brewskis ya hear!!"

*eight lobs a cold bottle from the other side of the fpsgf front porch that slams into miyagi's forehead, knocking him off his chair*

"..Holyyyyy sheeeeeet mang, aaaaa see smilies above ma head.....
..deeeed aaaa ever tell youz about ma time in TexassszzZZzZzZz.... sleeping:....."