Two old boys sitting in adjacent booths:

Boyd:  G’day Elwood, hows she goin?
Elwood : She’s a foin day, eh?  (long sigh) Things be slow tho.
Boyd: Aye, times are hard dees days.  (shifting ball cap slightly to starboard)
Elwood: Aye, (scratching between eyes), folks they just aren’t buyin.
Boyd: Watcha got on da lot, eh?
Elwood: Ah I gots a foin 88 Chrysler, green she is.
Boyd: Didja git on of them ‘Murican cars?
Elwood: Ahyup, she be sum pritty.
Boyd: How much damage?
Elwood: She was totalled she was, but we fixed her.
Boyd: Hows she look, eh?
Elwood: She be green, she be sum pritty.
Boyd: Works good?
Elwood: Ahyup.  She wallers and crabs a bit goin down de road, but she be sum pritty.
Boyd: Ahyup.  She prolly be a good one fer a family.

It was at this time I started to look for Rod Serling.