"Hay guhs!  Who woonts toogoo to duh Twains gayme?"

"I doo eh!?!"

"Doo ya!?"

"I Eh...eh..only if we cun take der traayne!"

"Wull...dat gooz withoot sayurn!"

"Ull meet yoo at der trayne stayshun eho?!"

"Hur coomes der trayne!"

"Bee curful, dont wannur get sucked under der wheels like Mildreder's brudder ehr?"

"Wur rully wulking away wooth thus one dis yur eh?"

"Eh...die mauer is der tops!"

"Whoosh I cud groo a moostacher as nerce as der pavstache."

"Ya cud if ure tried hurder."

"Didjer pack der loonch?"

"Eh?  Of curse."

"We eart Murtha's hotdish den we pray eh?"

"Dis hur hotdish is der bees kneeser eh?"

"Yum eh? gobble eh?"

"Potluck on der rails eh!?"

"Uts pray time er!?"

"Mr. God sur...eh...pleeze heal Morneaur fur turnights game eh! Amen?"

"Gee whiz Earl, nice pruyer. Swell inderd"

"Whurts thut sound eh?"

"Fur der lover of Danner Gladden!"

"Inferstructure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

SHREEEEEEEEEKINAHDAJFD:AKAJAJAL:JS:SSSSSSSKRKRKKRKKKEEEECHWEREE!!!!

AHAAHAHAHAHAHAAA UGHUHGUHSUAGAUAH!!!!!

The Twain game will not sell out tonight...There will be four empty seats...But four less available in Heaven.