I is walking down the street with a box of cookies
*calls cell*
I:hey man lemme talk to ya
O:yea what?
I:you wana jam?
0:sure dude when?
I: today?
O: ok. where?
l:my house Im at bellybones park south. take the H to slack rd an the parks right there. matter fact ill wait outside the station.
O: hold on do u remember any of those songs we played?
I: its been awhile. i think. some gun numbers right?
O:dude dont say numbers. this isnt broadway.
I: right. after you wana do an open mic? its at 7.
O: i dont know.
(cutaway)
that guy has been on stage for more han his 3 songs that you promised everyone. when am i up.

bar owner:whenever the fuck i say so. that guy has been good to me and my bar. hes a regular patron who loves to keep runnin his big mouth about how much his wife sucks. thats my buddy up there an i love em. what the fuck have you done for me?

i bought 2 drinks and a sandwich. and that guy is clearly falling apart onstage. i shoulda been up before him anyway.

bar owner:well tough luck man. hes done when he wants to be.

I:dude you there? dude you took the longest time to watse your min. call me back ok?