Man, I tell you, I’m not into cults anymore; I’ve been deprogrammed enough already.
I hear you brother.
Did I ever tell you I applied for a job on the railroad?
No, I don’t believe I’ve heard that one.
Well, listen up, it goes like this:
Hang on a minute, didn’t I hear this last week as it came with a fast cheque book to beat me into the dust and wrestle me for all I was worth?
No, that was another one.
Okay, just to be sure.
It’s all you, sang the fat lady, coming in with a waltz.
And now we shall dance, yes?
Yes, and now we shall dance.
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