Smoke break...
Taxpayer 1: So, the network can be configured in a number of ways...
Taxpayer 2: Uh huh...
Bum interrupting: Let me buy a smoke from you.
Taxpayer 1: I only have two cigarettes left, so I need to keep them. (puts American Spirit pack back in coat pocket)
Bum (not listening): Let me buy a smoke from you.
Taxpayer 1: No, I don't sell cigarettes.
Bum (still not listening): Let me buy a smoke.
Taxpayer 1: I don't have any cigarettes.
Bum: Oh, why you treating me like that! Fuck my mother! Fuck my mother! I just want a cigarette, why you treating me like that?
Taxpayer 1:
I don't want to fuck your mother.
Bum: Fuck my mother! You won't sell me a cigarette! Fuck My Mother! I will find you later,
I know you are a cop, that's the only reason I'm not beating you. Undercover pig. Fuck my mother!
Taxpayer 1: I am not a cop.
Bum: Fuck my mother.
Taxpayer 1: Give me your mother's phone number.
Bum: Fuck my mother! You are lucky you are a cop. (walking away) Fuck my mother!
Taxpayer 2: Hhmm.
Taxpayer 1: So, we can add those two machines to the network...
