so, you think you can be all friendly and make us okies feel better. well, i think you are a traitor, going to colorado to be with a squirrl. i mean, c'mon now, he's a blasted squirrl! a tree rat! a rodent that does nothing but play with nuts. (ok, i'll give him that one) can't you hear the oklahoma wind calling your name par? boomer sooner is echoing through your mind, isnt it? come home. dont stay in colorado where the men are men and the sheep are nervous! phhhhbbbbtttt yourself.
There once was a donkey named Chooch, who can now give my arse a smooch, Partica's stayin', no use in complainin', so go home and play with your cooch.
