Aw say, aw say, I gut frans. Ifn thay saze am, nawt guilty, theen I refuze ta ansur ani maw. I jist plead tha Fifth! Ya'll pickin' on me! A'mm gonna be lack a hemned up ole' Coon Dog. I'll jist whip awl them ole' dogs abarkin' at me. Youns ara pickin' at ma friends. Hell, them folks aint dun a damn thang cept hep me. Gee.....yaw city folk ara bein' viscious......