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         Hey, Mario. I've been wondering why you're now dressed
        like a physician. Did you give up plumbing? |  
      
      
        
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         Uh, yeah. The hours sucked. |  
      
      
        
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         Dude! But like, as a doctor aren't your hours worse? |  
      
      
        
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         No..... Not especially. |  
      
      
        
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         Oh man! Cause like I saw this documentary once where they
        said that good doctors had to be on call like twenty-four
        seven! That's gotta blow goats, man! |  
      
      
        
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         Well, I'm not a good doctor. |  
      
      
        
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         But, Mario, I'm just saying that even if you were a lousy
        doctor who got his patients all drugged up and then made them
        do weird and sick things that you'd still have to- |  
      
      
        
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         Shut the fuck UP, Pit. |  
      
      
        
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         Mario, what's Pit talking about? |  
      
      
        
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         Ummmmm?... Nothing. He must still be recovering from the
        2 kilos of medicinal marijuana I prescribed him. |  
      
      
        
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         What?! |  
      
      
        
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         I mean the barium enema that I gave him. That must've screwed
        up his head. |  
      
      
        
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         ....... |  
      
      
        
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         Ha ha ha! Ass. |  
      
      
        
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         Hey, muthafuckas, Daddy's back in town!! |  
      
      
        
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         Awwww crap.... |  
      
      
        
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         What's the matter, Princess, still mad about the whole
        "nudies on the internet" thing? I told ya that that
        was a mistake. A wonderful and greatly profitable mistake. |  
      
      
        
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         Druggle, what the hell are you doing back here? |  
      
      
        
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         Heh heh, keep your panties on, hon. I just came back to
        see some old friends and pick up my hash and hero- |  
      
      
        
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         *AHEM* Shut uuuuuuuuup. |  
      
      
        
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         Mario, what's he talking about? |  
      
      
        
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         Nothing. He's just in withdrawal from the painkillers I
        gave him after his penis erectile surgery.... Isn't that riiiiiiiiiight,
        patient? |  
      
      
        
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         Uh, yeah, sure. I would, uuuuuh, like some of your legitimate
        prescription medications, my dear man. Please put me down for
        50 grams of hospital acid, a kilo of your finest emergency
        room pot, and what the heck, throw in a few kilos of your
        clinical crystal meth. |  
      
      
        
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         M-M-M-M-Mega M-M-M-Maaaaaan not feeeeeeel too gooooooooood. |  
      
      
        
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         Oh shit! |  
      
      
        
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         What? What's the problem? |  
      
      
        
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         The little blue ass pirate found the stash I was keeping
        for you again! That's $100,000 down the fucking toilet!!! |  
      
      
        
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         .................... |  
      
      
        
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         "Loco" Luiz's gunna cut my sack off and feed
        it to his crocodiles again!! |  
      
      
        
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         ....................... |  
      
      
        
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         Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!! ...... Ass. |