Janis’ hat is way bigger than yours, Pig.
“Ain’t the size o’ the chapeau! It’s whose head the sucker’s on!”
True. You’re all dressed up.
“Takin’ my gal out on the town! We gonna drink our wine an’ tell dirty jokes an’ get frisky with each other!”
She was the only one who could drink with you.
“Hell, naw. Anyone c’n drink with the ol’ Pig. Jan’s the only one what could keep up! Me an’ her got the same phobia.”
“Dyin’ o’ thirst!”
Oh, was that why you drank so much?
“Gotta keep lubricated! People don’ know this ’bout Northern California, but it’s dry as dandruff up here! You could get all parched out in minutes if you ain’t careful!”
But alcohol is a dehydrant.
“Then how come it’s wet?”
“Gotcha, college boy!”