In the words of My Cousin Vinny, “I’m done with this one!”
You can’t try to serve me my mother’s tongue and think I won’t notice. She and I are one. The mitochondrial data reflects that which powers it.
Collards be mah greens bih.
You read it. You agree it. All written agreements are contractually and lawfully sound.
Thank you, oh thank you, for staying around.
Don’t try to steal the recipe and claim you dun know how it got dere when I was de one dem taught it to you.
Dun forget dem chefs had slaves to, son.