I’m the prize
You ain’t the prize. I am. Shoot, I’m the gift!
Can I open my gift?
Giggles
That, I want that
What?
I want in fifty years to say to you, “Can I open my gift?” and hear you giggle.
You want to hear some old woman giggle?
Shoot, they the best giggles…yeah, I want that.
Southern Fried Honeybee 