J:“Cupcake sammich” is totally on the track list now.
Z: Yeah but toward the bottom…
because eh, cupcakes.
J: It’s basically just humming “Big Rock Candy Mountain” forgetting the words and then yelling “cupcake sammich” until you no longer can.
Z: And like that, it is saved.
J: Do I know how to run a band or what?
Z: Apparently so
J: Damn right.
You writing this down boy?
I’m an idea man not a ‘memorable…
Z: Wait, I’m supposed to be remembering stuff?
Wat I pay you for?
Z: To look pretty and take your abuse, Sir.
J: Damnit it boy, don’t you sass me.