Marty:
Hello?
Bill:
Hey, Mahts, how the frig are ya?
Bill:
I just wanted to be the first to call and say, wow, you guys sure do know how to open up a new ballpahk.
Yowzah.
Marty:
You know, Callaghan, I've got to hand it to you …
Marty:
For a guy who could land a starring role in the fesish porn biz at smalldick.com, you sure do have a lotta balls making this call when the Red Sux are in the cellar.
Bill:
Oh, c'mon, Mahty, I was referring to the spectecle of it all — You know
Guiliani, Selig, Yogi, Bernie Williams on the guitah
…
Marty:
Well, it is quite spectacular, Bill.
Bill:
Yeah, it's a real Taj Mah-George that's for sure. Enjoy it while you can.
Marty:
What do you mean?
Bill:
Well, it won't take long for the gold chain satin jacket crowd to, you know, "dirty the place up".
Bill:
Meet the new Toilet, same as the old Toilet. Heh.
Marty:
Go cream your chow-duh, Callaghan.
Marty:
And watch out for spiders down in the cellar.
Bill:
Oh, don't worry, Mahts, we're just down in the cellar temporarily to pick out our Octobah
champagne.
