Isaac: Do ye like thy ice cream, Hiram?
Hiram: Oh yes, Isaac, I loveth ice cream.
Isaac: Is thine vanilla like mine?
Hiram: No, Isaac, I don’t like vanilla. Ye know that.
Isaac: Well, then what flavor dost thou have?
Hiram: Red Bull flavor. It giveth me wings.
Isaac: Crap! I should have receivest that flavor!
Hiram: Maybe next time, Isaac.
Isaac: Dude, do you want to play Playstation?
Hiram: Nah. I’d rather take my electric scooter off that jump I just built. I got some serious air last time.
Isaac: Sweet.
Hiram: Totally.
Isaac: Would thou consider letting me have a lick of thy Red Bull ice cream, brother?
Hiram: Get thy own, dorkface!
