“‘Kay, dude, I gotta tell ya that’s lookin’ kinda quiet an’ peaceful. Me like. So, whut is it?”
“It’s a winery, dude.”
“Uh huh. Not.”
“[…]”
“Don’tcha look at me in that tone a voice, dude. Ya ain’t sellin’ me that that’s whatever thingy you said it was. It’s a picture a whatever thingy you said it was, yeah?”
” […] whut?”
“Whut’re ya askin’ me fer?!? It’s yer picture. If’n ya don’t know what it is, why’re ya showin‘ it ta me? It sure don’t look like ya c’ld get no electricity outa it. That would be a watt-ery, yeah?”
“Dammit, dude …!”
“I don’ see no river in that picture. Dammin’ it would be a good idee, tha way tha price a juice is goin’ through tha roof an’ alla it’s bein’ sucked up by screwy money an’ artificial stupidity, we’s gonna need alla tha dams we c’n get.”
“I ain’t worried ’bout no artificial stupidity.”
“Yeah?”
“They’s plenty a natural stupidity ta go ’round, dude. Just sayin’. Plenty a juice come outa this.”
“Tha picture?!?”
“The place shown by tha picture. Sheesh. I’m tellin’ ya, they got lots!”
“Yeah how?”
“I’m sure, fer tha right price, they’ll tell ya.”
“So it’s a how-ery?”
“I told ya, dude, it’s a winery!!”
“I got no clue why, dude!”
“O … my …”
“Can we at least know where this place is?”
“Nearby. But that don’ make it a where-ery, so don’ bother goin’ there.”
“Nearby like in tha USA?”
“Yeah.”
“So much fer quiet an’ peaceful then. I thought ya was over fake news, dude.”
“Over it? It’s tha law a tha frickin’ land now, dude! How’d ya miss it? Ya been drinkin’, and ain’t told me?”
“I wish.”
“So … is this a good time ta tell ya that a winery makes alcohol?”
“Seriously?!? Why didn’t ya say so in tha first place? Let’s go a’ready!”
“OK …”
“C’n I get a beer there?”
“Du-UUUUUUUUUUDE!!!!”