(This conversation ensued on bridge watch this evening after I started playing The Beach Boys....) *caution: there is some swearing in the conversation below*

AB1: Do you hear how these guys sound?

AB2: Who? The Beach Boys?

AB1: Yah! Listen to how they sound!

AB2: Nice?

AB1: No! Like they're from California!!!!

AB2: I guess....

AB1: Everyone from California sounds the same!

AB2: Really?

AB1: Yes! My kids sound just like this!

AB2: Because you live in California?

AB1: Yes! We're victims!

AB2: Ummmm......what?

AB1: Victims! I'm a victim!

AB2: Let me guess. A victim of society?

AB1: That's right!

AB2: And the world owes you something right?

AB1: That's right! I deserve something!

AB2: LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING BROTHA! THE WORLD DOESN'T OWE YOU SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (He's truly yelling this....it wasn't just caps lock for added emphasis...)

ME: (sitting there silently thinking....really?! from the beach boys to vicitims of society?! now we're yelling.....how the hell did that happen?!)

AB1: IT FUCKING OWES ME SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ME: Hey, AB1, I think it might be time for you to go on your round.

AB1: Yeah, okay mate.....heading down....

(the door closes)

AB2: These mothafuckas are crazy. All of them.

ME: (totally silent thinking....that's right....they're all crazy....)