"Myrtle the Turtle, how big is your girdle hee hee hee. Thass was what I sang to you on our wedding night."
"No it wasn't. Come on in and let's get you upstairs to bed or you want to sleep on the sidewalk?"
"Too soft. I ain't that young any more. In fact I don't feel real good. I may need to see a braber."
"No you need to pee and go to bed! NOT NOW!"
"I think I'm dying. My third taillight just went out. Wonder how cats got nine taillights?"
"Here now. You're ready for bed. I'll turn out the light. You gonna go to sleep?"
"Yaow. Wake me up early. I have to ave that hernia implant and Szzzzzz! poot! Snnnnzzzz!"