Maggie and Dalton are best friends. He often drives to our house in his camouflaged jeep and is nice and talks with a drawl.
Like if I said: “Dalton, do you want a bowl of chili?”
He would say: “Did y’all already eat?”
Then he would say: “Thanks Ma’am, I reckon this is mighty good.”
Alright he wouldn’t say reckon or mighty good but when he comes over next I will ask him:
“Dalton, can you say you reckon these kibbles are mighty tasty?”
And I’ll be a horse's BEE-hind if he doesn’t say it.