Barkeater Lake by Corey Pandolph for August 04, 2012
Transcript:
Delores: You can stay longer, you know, dad. Dad: No. sweetie, I need to get back... Back to civilization. Dad: You may be OK living with these backwoods hicks, Delores, but it's just not for me. Delores: These hicks are my friends, Dad. Banks: We're all set, Mr. Tanzini. Dad: Ya think the flying dog will serve any liquor on this flight? Delores: Bye, Dad.
A flying dog is usually what you see after you’ve had too much liquor.