I wonder how many times you've suggested that now.
I don’t have a tommy gun.
I've accepted defeat. The ultimate defeat. For the last time.
No no. I'm keeping it at bay. You can't have a song stuck in your head when you are listening to other songs.
I forgive you. But my tommy gun doesn’t!
Yelp!
That song's going to get stuck in my head now.
Like a giant, visceral bruise.
HERE WE GO AGAIN
You’re not supposed to talk about that.
