FZ:They're really getting professional now. In the dressing
room waiting for the Vanilla Fudge to go off Motorhead and Arthur
Dyer Tripp the Third are playing cards. Arthur:Pair of queens
what is this shit? Motorhead:Pissy, pissy poop. Arthur:Can I go
down with two cards? Motorhead:Pissy, pissy poop. Arthur:Do it
this way. Give me a good chance buddy. Motorhead:I'll take
that sonabitch. Arthur:You better not Motorhead:I took it.
Arthur:Oh, you're running for a spade straight, are ya?
Motorhead:I took it. Arthur:Oh, I got your number. Motorhead:Oh
whaddaya know. Arthur:I knew it. You have any other one I
want?(phhht!)I hear a Fuzztone. Wahhh Motorhead:You shink
evvyzing gonna be awright? Arthur:Is this an accounting
office?