That's the truth.

Them lazy women of yours ready for breakfast yet?

Not quite, Granny.

Well, here's some chitlins they made last evening.

I thought maybe you'd like to try them.

I would.

My wife talked about them in her sleep last night.

Well, shall I throw them out?

No, don't do that, Granny.

Earl may want these.

You do?

You betcha.

Lester, you thinking about the same thing I am?

I reckon so, Earl.

Let's try.

You're right.

They're dandy.

It's more wonder that I have become an aficionado than I'm so thrilled at the opportunity of meeting them in person and shaking those extraordinarily talented hands.

Get out of there.

Come in.