"Well, which is it, young feller? You want I should freeze or get down on the ground? Mean to say, if'n I freeze, I can't rightly drop. And if'n I drop, I'm a-gonna be in motion."

"...oh and I need a pack ah Marlborah's too please"

So you can rob stores just by scratching your ass now, huh?

"Do these balloons come in funny shapes?"

"No, unless round is funny."

It's like both of them must realize on some deep level that living in the states from which their accents originate means that they are essentially the walking dead.

No face mask, no anonymous car, no pulse. Bubba Zombie wants you reach in the register. Charlene Zombie needs Bubba Zombie to repeat the request, since she also has no soul and can't burst out laughing at the sheer level of incompetence being displayed.


Also, that's Dixie, why isn't there a shotgun under the countertop?

what a nice chap

that peel-out noise at the end was totally unnecessary

Where's his manners? He didn't even say thank you.

If I see ya, yer finished.

That ain't so gentlemanly too me!