the point is ...

K: Nobody has put anything up my ass all day. Very different from yesterday.

b1: I don't even know how to respond to that aside from suspiciously nervous chuckling.

the aroma of fuselage

solid G: Lynyrd skynyrd are opening a BBQ in Vegas. Doesn't that seem in bad taste?

always nothing, always more

special K: I have so much to do of so little consequence.