See, I chose this
profession, so therefore, I earn beer. Pretty much. And I'm not lyin' one
fuckin' bit, either.
Are you guys musicians?
We're magicians.
What kind of misic
y'all play?
The kind that..I dunno.
Ask and so you shall
recieve…
Whoo!
Reggae!
Reggae? Oh, reggae!
I'm not too into
reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
Cuz I don't like it,
that's why, haha!
We play rock, blues.
Oh, actually, we play,
uh, you know Bon Jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo,
doo.
Oh.
I like a little of this
kind of music.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I like jazz, blues.
Oh, jazz is great.
I'm not too into rap. I
really don't like that rap.
Rap? Rap.
I like oldies. Some
rock, some hard rock. I even like a little Mexican music. Don't understand the
shit they're sayin'. Don't understand nuthin', but I like it. Now, the Indian
music, now that's somethin' to trip off of!
Acid.
Because every song is
like...
You'd better be
trippin' pretty hard!
I'll bet you trip hard.
Oh, he's got it goin'
on!
Don't you go near ya
hand...Yeah. Everyday.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Everyday I say, oh
please don't lie.
We gotta leave. I
swear.
You should get a real
one, man, what's your fuckin problem?
I never said I thought
you were stupid either.
He ain't got nothin' on
there.
Can one of y'all spare
20 cents.
I don't even have 20
cents.
I don't even
have...uh...
If I had 20 cents a
dollar like you...I'd spend the last one...
This guy's got 20
cents, I'd bet you.
My wallet's inside…
Yeah, right, c'mon. Yeah,
c'mon, you got money.
Yeah, you got cash.
Yeah, we know you got
money, man.
Actually, I think I
have a buck…
Give her the fuckin'
quarter!
We checked you out, we
know you...
Reggae! Reggae? Oh,
reggae!
I'm not too into
reggae.
C'mon down.
One more time.
C'mon down. C'mon down.
Yeah.
Go down and see your
baby now.
We love you, yeah.
When I heard the
verdict the first time, I was sitting there.
I immediately gave him
all my money.
Fuck.
I know he wasn't. I got
another friend, he got the shit beat out of him for no reason.
You can stay here.
Hey man. On that one.
You got a good
samaritan here.
The mother-fuckers
knocked on the door and arrested him for being drunk in public!
What's goin' on?
I'm gonna break down
the...
He's really, in a
mental hospital, and that thing really doesn't work.
You should get a real
one, man, what's you fuckin' problem.
Laaa...got a night
down...
Who's this guy?
That's Opie. That’s Opie. Opie.
Opie is our master.
I am the master!
He's so smart, he's the
smartest guy we know.
He created this.
Knock me out.
Master of what?
Master of the mother-fucker.
Wait, I have one. Try
that.
He usually doesn't
speak, like, every 2 weeks. He speaks in tounges.
Oh, in tounges.
He only speaks every 2
weeks.
(incoherent rambeling)
Hey, y'all meet
Raleigh?
This is like, speaking
in tounges...
Whoo!