Ink Pen by Phil Dunlap for January 07, 2009
Transcript:
Man: This here's a right-fine office, Mr. Fritz! Fritz: Carny Sam, meet my co-worker, Bixby! Bixby: Listen, hayseed, I'm not charmed by your earthy patois or your cigarette-based economy! I know you're just a low-level grifter here to hustle us out of our valuables, so take it somewhere else, Roscoe! Man; How many cigrits fer the talkin' varmint? Fritz: Mmm... three. Bixby: This is what I mean!!