Music, Booze and Physics
I’m telling you Abacus, if a song is playing during a torture scene in a movie, the song will automatically sound creepy.
I’d really like to read, Carl.
Seriously! I’ll queue Reservoir Dogs on YouTube with the sound muted and play a song from my iTunes. Watch!
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you
Get it on
Bang a gong
Get it on
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Because today’s the day the Teddy Bears have their picnic
Why would a grown man have the Teddy Bear’s Picnic song on his mobile phone?
Why don’t you have it on yours, asshole?
Here’s your Tequila Sunrise, Carl. Balancing it was real tricky!
Tricky? Bartending isn’t rocket science, Anastasia.
I disagree, Carl. I do not believe in priests, bankers, or politicians, but I do have faith in a good bartender. Gin and tonic, please.
Coming up, Abacus!
Hey Anastasia, can you add some bar olives to this?
To your Tequila Sunrise? Seriously?
Keep ‘em coming. Don’t stop.
Ew! It looks like some kind of freaky bubble tea!
Look at all these olives floating around, Abacus. They remind me of my nuts! My balls are always, like, all over the place.
I’d really like to focus on my physics book, Carl.
Physics, eh? Hmm… my nuts are like one of those Isaac Newton ball bangers.
You mean Newton’s cradle?
Bet ya that’s how Isaac Newton came up with that thing. He probably had the sloppiest balls in history.
Of course! He didn’t discover gravity because an apple fell on his noggin. The guy probably accidentally hit himself in the head with his own sack… like a self-tea bag from hell!