Then it will get washed this evening at my house. You ought to starving my son.
You liar! Your face is dirty, I shall wash your face for you. Ain't there anyone home to tell you this?
Then, Roger, you go to that sink and wash your face.
What is your name?
I believe you are hungry-or been hungry- to try to snatch my pocketbook.
I were young once and I wanted things I could not get.
I wanted a pair of blue suede shoes.
Eat some more, son.
Now, here, take this ten dollars and buy yourself some blue suede . And next time, do not make the mistake of latching onto my pocketbook nor nobody else's. I got to rest now, but I wish you good luck.