At Sunday School today, we was all laughin' our faces apart acause Mrs. Pearson beed talkin' 'bout Jesus were ridin' Him's ass all over the town for to teach the folks 'bout God's Good News. Then she sayed, stop yous silliness, childrens. A ass bees a donkey, OK? So I thunk what that bees kinda like how a motorcycle bees a hog. I axed Mrs. Pearson, does ya thinks what Jesus's Holy Momma used of ride Him's ass for to get out an' teach everbody? Mrs. Pearson sayed, don't not be so ignert, George. But I weren't even. I were only thinkin' what prawly I's gonna stick mine own Momma on my hog ( when I gets one), an' take her to the Dairy Queen. Which, that bees nice. Not ignert.