"Drip-Along Daffy's 'ma name! [men quietly play cards, unaware of Daffy's pronoucements] Anybody care to shoot it out? Man to man? Under western skies? West of the Pecos? Tumbleweeds at ten paces? [starting to realize no one is caring] Ten thousand head the cattle? [with less and less conviction] Cut 'em off at the pass? Prairies? Lariats? [after a pause] Anyone for tennis? [no reaction] Anybody? [changing to personal enjoyment] Well, reckon I'll have me a little bracer! - Drip-Along Daffy"