(This conversation ensued on bridge watch this evening after I started playing The Beach Boys....) *caution: there is some swearing in the conversation below*
AB1: Do you hear how these guys sound?
AB2: Who? The Beach Boys?
AB1: Yah! Listen to how they sound!
AB1: No! Like they're from California!!!!
AB2: I guess....
AB1: Everyone from California sounds the same!
AB1: Yes! My kids sound just like this!
AB2: Because you live in California?
AB1: Yes! We're victims!
AB1: Victims! I'm a victim!
AB2: Let me guess. A victim of society?
AB1: That's right!
AB2: And the world owes you something right?
AB1: That's right! I deserve something!
AB2: LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING BROTHA! THE WORLD DOESN'T OWE YOU SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (He's truly yelling this....it wasn't just caps lock for added emphasis...)
ME: (sitting there silently thinking....really?! from the beach boys to vicitims of society?! now we're yelling.....how the hell did that happen?!)
AB1: IT FUCKING OWES ME SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ME: Hey, AB1, I think it might be time for you to go on your round.
AB1: Yeah, okay mate.....heading down....
(the door closes)
AB2: These mothafuckas are crazy. All of them.
ME: (totally silent thinking....that's right....they're all crazy....)