I wish I was smart like you, Abacus. Then I could read and write and be a smart guy!
You don’t know how to read or write, Toast?
Heck no! I never went to school. I don’t know jack shit!
No education? But you have such a curious mind!
I guess I learn regular things. Like Anastasia teaches me to be nice, Mallory helps me draw stuff and Angry Chef shows me how to cook.
Oh yeah! And Carl teaches me stuff all the time! That guy is a genius!
Carl might not be the best… role model.
Anastasia, mmm… I zink zere is a ‘omeless man in Carl’s car.
Geez Mallory, that’s not a homeless! It’s Carl! HEY CARL! ROLL DOWN YOUR WINDOW!
Holy moly! What happened?
I drank like… twenty, thirty vodka tonics at the club last night, so I had to sleep it off.
Golly Carl, you look like you’ve been in a fist fight!
Yeah, that’s what drinking a gallon of vodka will do.
I’m not even saying that to impress you. When I got in the car, I cried for like two, two-and-half hours.
So worth it.
Um, why is… what ‘appened to your pants, Carl?
Huh? Oh, right.
I danced so hard my shoe shoes heated up and ignited the booze that was spilled on the dance floor. But I didn’t give a shit.
Besides, when A Tribe Called Quest is playing, you don’t leave dance floor.