"Dat ain'ts de way I gonna does a thing." Skwisgaar said before the next sentence was overridden by a large yawn that made him stretch and scrub his eyes. "Soren's gonna has both de parents around, 'cause he ain't gonna winds up like me at all. Your hairs are always messy." He tugged a curl just to amuse himself with how it sprung back in with the rest.
"Some fucking French dudes is staying in de guest house. I says we throw him offsides of de cliff."