Film Studio Gate Guard:
[advances toward's Ernest's truck to see what is under the tarp in back]
I'd better have a look.
Ernest P. Worell:
[disguised as a snake rancher, referring to the venomous "snakes" under the tarp]
Careful, now... them be "pisin"!
[lunges at the guard, who gasps and winces]
Ernest P. Worell:
"Pisin" snakes! One minute, you be a strappin' young man like yerself, an' the next...
[imitates a snake's fangs with his fingers]
Ernest P. Worell:
SNAP!
[swipes his "fangs" at the guard, who again gasps and winces]
Ernest P. Worell:
Yer dead meat!
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