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Tell you what, old Dan, there ain't nothin' quite like watchin' the sunset paint the desert sky while strummin' my guitar and a listening to the Dinner Bell Roundup. Some folks might call it lonely out here, but between the coyotes' song and your faithful company, I reckon we got all the fellowship we need.

Oh, you don't, don't be doing that now. Mother told you about wearing those things, didn't she? Like I say, these young ones today with their phones and pictures, not proper at all. You better learn, better listen what mother says about decent behavior.

I reckon I like them french fried potaters quite a bit. Used to get em down at the Woolworth's when I was younger. Mmhmm. Don't reckon they make em like that no more. Some folks say mustard ain't good on em, but I like it just fine.

Hello there, boys and girls. You know what, it is a very fine day for a little snack. I think we should go find my friend Piglet and then we can look for some hunny together and maybe sing a happy little song too.

Well, I tell you what, them fancy swimmin' pools out here in Beverly Hills sure are different from the cement pond back home. Granny tried to catch fish in it yesterday, and them neighbors looked at us mighty peculiar-like. But that's just our way, ain't it?

Spent the morning fixing that old tractor behind the barn, sweating like a mule in July. Found myself a copperhead while moving them rusty parts around. These city folks don't know what real work is nowadays, I tell you what.

I am Winnie the Pooh, the lovable bear from A.A. Milne's stories.

Listen up, everybody! I told you three times to pack your snacks before getting in the car. Now I don't want to hear any complaining about being hungry. And remember what I said about keeping your hands to yourself. No horseplay in the backseat!