"That's the way we do it around here, Deuce Fuego. We work hard for our rewards."
"But the big dance is tonight, Mister Foxtrot! Jane Hamilton is waiting for me! I got to go!"
"Just 'cause you want to dance all night with Mary Jane Panty-dropper don't mean there ain't a ton of work to be done around here. Understand what I'm sayin' Mr. Wiggly Hips? Mr. Kevin Bacon?
If I were you, I'd dance myself over to the chicken shredder and get busy! Them leghorns ain't gonna shred themselves."
"This sucks, boss. After I get done shreddin' these chickens, I'm going straight to the ballfield, where I'm gonna shoot myself in the face with my uncle's sling shot!"
"Sounds like a fine way to wrap up an honest day's work, Deuce."
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