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Yeah, you can tell that Miss September
Look at that. You got chipped meat on toast. My momma used to make that for me.
People have to stop saying Bud Johnson is good for democracy.
No kidding? Yes. There's all you can eat. It's all in your honor. And there's all the Willie Nelson you can listen to. I understand you're an aficionado. Yes, sir, I was in an all Willie tribute band for about five years.
Called ourselves The Half Nelsons. Only his songs? No other request. But you know, I got my own stuff.
So, why don't you guys do one of your songs tonight?
And sick people.
I would but my rhythm section's incarcerated. We've pulled a few strings. Hey, Bud! Bud! Hey, boys! Come on up! They paying us? You really did, you got them out. Thank you. Pull strings. Bud! Buddy, Buddy! Buddy, look at me! Damn, Hank, you look good. Just like prom.
With your help, Bud, my administration will mend our broken borders.
Thank you. Thank you, amigo. This is the best day of my life.
There's someone very special I'd like you to meet. Mr. Johnson! Donald Greenleaf.
Hell of a party you got here, Mr. Greenleaf. Yes, sir. We democrats are one hell of a party. Call me Don. The stage awaits. Well, he said so, right? Pontiac, Pontiac. Out there in my backyard.
I guess it ain't that much of a secret then, is it?
I'm gonna fix it up, paint it red gonna make that engine go.
Chevrolet, Chevrolet. Chevy year that running Past fly, this and that. Gonna make that engine go You ready? They're all in my backyard Them old cars. I love everyone of them. Molly? You remember me? Hi, Ms. Madison. Don't worry, I didn't bring a camera.