Nephi: Of goodly parents I was born. I've never drunk, I've never sworn. This is Lehi, he's my dad. Laman, Lemuel, they are bad! And who is this? Why this is Sam
Sam: Yes, this is Sam; Sam I am.
Laman: That Sam I am, that Sam I am I do not like that Sam I am.
Sam: In a tent my father dwelt.
Lemuel: And it's so hot, I think I'll melt. Our father's brain is out of what,
Laman: Yeah, it's too hot, I'm going back.
Lehi: Then go and get the plates my dear.
Laman: On second thought, I'm staying here.
Nephi: You said you'd leave and go away, Now all you want to do is stay?
Lemuel: That Nephi always gets his way!
Laman: Here we are in this damp cave.
Sam: We would not be here if you'd behave!
Nephi: I will go and I will do... There's an angel, that's my cue. Laban's had too much to drink. Now he'll lose his head I think. Look what I found, a brother from the quorum.
Sam: We will take him home, we'll call him Zoram.
Laman: Our gold and silver we have spent. I do not like it in this tent.
Lemuel: I cannot read the Liahona. I must have drunk too much Corona.
Laman: We hate it here, we have no lives.
Lehi: Then go back to the city and get some wives. A tree, a tree, I see a tree!! The fruit is white, the fruit is free. A floating building, could it be? Why do they laugh and stare at me? Laman, Lemuel, come and see!
Laman: We will not eat your precious fruit.
Lemuel: We will not wear a tie and suit.
Laman: We will not help you build your boat.
Lemuel: We do not think that it will float.
Laman: No not this boat, it will not float. Not even in a shallow moat. I do not care what Nephi wrote.
Lemuel: We will not eat your fruit I say.
Laman: We will not eat it on a tray.
Lemuel: Aand we won't eat it in a tent, not even if your clothes are rent.
Laman: We'd rather have a can of spam, we will not eat it, Sam I am.
Sam: You do not like it, so you say, try it, try it, and you may. Try it and you may I say.
Laman: Sam, if you will let us be, we will try it, you will see.
Lemuel: Say, we like this fruit of life!, sorry that we caused such strife. You've saved us from an awful jam, Thank you, Thank you, Sam I am
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