Bob-a-huey

“Big dog’s comin’ at you, Lewis.”

“We’re in front of reporters, Bob. And we’re promoting a show to raise money for AIDS charities. The only way you attacking me could be any less appropriate would be if our mothers were in the room.”

“Your mom’s name is Mooey Lewis.”

“Bob.”

“Cuz she’s a cow.”

“Bob.”

“Four stomachs, chews her cud, the whole deal. You got a cow-mom.”

…

“I’m begging you, man.”

“Pistols at noon, Hewis.”

“Don’t call me that. And it’s usually pistols at dawn.”

“I don’t get up that early. Wait, I got a lunch thing tomorrow. Let’s make it pistols at two-ish. Half-past at the latest.”

“No pistols, Bob.”

“Then the big dog is comin’ at you.”