Ermm... Random?

Gingerely you poke Greg gently in the stomach. "Eh?" Greg opens an eye. "You were telling me about your childhood," You prod. Greg props himself up with his elbow. A sparrow twitters. Greg yawns; you wait. "Yah," Says Greg finally. "When I wazz a li'l un, I always was a'wantin' to go out a rowi'n... Dad'n me older bro'ers, thats Jim n' Joe, they wazz wantin me t o become a that there godda--" Greg stops. "Sorry, fella. I be forgettin' yous only a li'l lad." Greg checks his watch. "Gotta go, fella." HE says. "See yah later..."