i fell asleep to Tadpole last nite.
Stanley: what happened? did you run into some buddies from Chauncey, go downtown, get a couple beers and stare at the hippies in Greenwich Village?
Oscar: there are no more hippies in Greenwich Village anymore, Dad.
Stanley: well, what is it now? punks, druggies, mopers, cross-dressers, bikers?
Oscar: bankers.
Stanley: bankers? oh god, has it come to that?
Oscar: i'm afraid so.
