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!
Thou frighteneth me
Where did you get that picture?? Of course. It was in your extensive library of Amish literature. Dost thou fear thou mayest have an Amish Fetish?