techno music

"I can't figger what's wrong with me."
"Why'd you think somethin's oughta be wrong with yuh?"
"Well, first off. I think backwards..."
"Oh, well, sometimes I think sideways I tell yuh."
"I'm allergic t forks."
"Oh, well, I once knew this one-eyed midget that was allergic t teaspoons."
"Well I can't pronounce my own name."
"Well at least you gotta name."
"Can't spell it either."
"'least you can write, can't yuh?"
"When I's born I only had one ear."
"How'd yuh git the other one?"
"The amputated it from a monkey."
"Oh, well, means there ain't nothin wrong with yuh anymore, right?"
"Right, reckon so."
"Right. wanna go out somewheres t night?"
"No thank yuh. I don't like dancin t techno music."

"Oh."
"Yeah."
"You don't like dancin t techno music?"
"No. I don't like dancin t techno music."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."