(no, never mind!)
(calm yourself…I can already tell you’re about to spout nonsense)
Shut up, you. Listen. Could it be possible…
(No. Whatever it is, it can’t be possible. Put it out of your mind right now.)
No, really. Give it a chance…
(I swear! You get like this and I just want to kick you right in the shin.)
Dammit, will you quiet down for just one second?
(I will not! I’ve been around long enough to know when the crazy talk is about to start…)
See, that’s where you’re wrong! This time it’s ANTI-crazy talk!
(I don’t care what it is, you’re just going to make a fo– what?)
I said it’s ANTI-crazy talk.
(Anti-crazy talk? Well, that’s different…)
Shut up, Vinnie!
(Try and make me!)
I’ve got Lithium and I’m not afraid to use it!
Thank you. Now. As I was saying, could it be possible…maybe…perhaps…if you think about it…that the axis of the world doesn’t pass through the top of a DUMBFUCK’S empty head —
(If it did, is there a chance it could die from the resulting trauma?)
It’s a metaphor, idiot. Shut up.
and that the rules that govern the world and the Federal Court in the Eastern District of Wisconsin are not what it says they are?
(SEE? Crazy talk! What did I tell you?)
And maybe a DUMBFUCK could get with the fucking program and figure how it’s actually supposed to affect service so we could move on to the serious pointage and laughery and mockification and watching it try to pull its metaphorical schlong out of the metaphorical whiskey bottle?
(Hey, you know, that actually sounds like FUN! I mean the watching part not the dick-in-a-bottle thing. Definitely not fun.)