Of Bubba and Bill (in a limousine at a Red Stop light):

Hey Bubba watch me get some girls
(opens the door, steps out and sings): Mona Lisa men have maimed you!
Shucks Bill! I’m all swole up Ill go ahead on
(pulls a remote out of his pocket with three buttons and then presses the green one);
Green light, that boy aint huntin with a loaded gun.

Of Bubba and Bill (in a limousine stuck in traffic)

Bubba: SHOOT! Bill were all catty whompus.
Bill: Dad gum it Bubba! Shes been rode hard and put up wet again. Damnyanky mecanics!
Bubba: I\'ll swayn that when we lit out we\'d be ridin\' high.
Bill: Now thats a whole nuther thing ain\'t it.
Bubba: Look over yonder theres a sign that says in case of emergency break glass.
Bill: Well I\'ll be Bubba! Were walkin in tall cotton now.
Bubba (Breaks glass): Look! A cellphone.
Bill (looking at the cellphone like a calf at a new gate): In a fix your as handy as hip pockets on a Hog!
Bubba (looking puzzled at the phone): I\'ll swayn now look at all those buttons. What\'s the number to call?
Bill: Heck if I know!
Bubba (happy as a Gopher in soft dirt): Look! A phone book.
Bill (smiling): Bubba! You\'re as hot as a whorehouse on nickel night.
Bubba (happy): Look here the book says \"Incase of an emergency dial star 911.\"
Bill (still happy): Bubba! You ole cuss stop wastin time and dial the dad blame number.
Bubba (aggravated and dialing while gesturing to the window): Look out a looker!
Bill (looking like a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs):
Dad nab it Bubba! She\'s plug-ugly as a mud fence.
Bubba (still aggravated and looking fit to be tied): Bill! We\'d be pole-axed. This phone is all wore out.
Bill (looking like a nat in a hail storm): We\'re as lucky as a one legged man in a butt kikin contest.
Bubba (having a fit and stepping in it with conniptions): Damnyanky mechanics!
Bubba (looking like ugly on an ape): I\'ll get us outa here come hell or high water.
Bill: The lord never closes one door without opening another.
Bill (looking fit to be tied then stops and pauses): Bubba! Did you try the remote?
Bubba (looking aggravated while pulling the remote from his pocket and then pressing the
green button): Bill! You\'d beat the devil to see the Elephant.
We\'d now be riding a thoroughbred.