“No floor bonin’, we’ll just clear off a couch.”
Bill: (Turning to Zippy and pointing at the bird. Repeating in ever-increasing volume) Listen to me. Listen to me! LISTEN TO ME!! Do not confuse … my admitting a mistake, like a gentleman, with a check made out to you to subsequently go berserk. (Pause, Zippy squawks and jumps around a little) Yes! I got along with the Hawaiian, Zippy. 26 years in law enforcement, I am able to coexist with shitheels. The subject you raise now, concerns a different kettle of fish. And for all we know, he may be a fish, this John. “I got my fish-eye on you!” (We hear thunder in the background, there’s a pause and Zippy squawks ) So this isn’t an even handed back and forth. This is me on the receiving end of you … delivering unalterable instructions. Then we can save time and argumentation. (gets up) Scuse me, while I take a piss. If you have an objection, I’m sure you can convey it silently – once I get my stream going … and thereby shut that down too! Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ!
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