David Puddy

Yeah, that's right.

- Did you two break up? - That chick's whacked.

I had the roast beef.

I don't know too many monkeys who could take apart a fuel injector.

Oh, we don't even know what it is.

You're the grease monkey.

That chimp's all right. High-five.

All right, classic. High-five.

- Finder's fee. - Finder's fee? It was on the lot.

How are you gonna start it?

- To a restaurant. - Arby's.

That chick's whacked!

Right. Koko.

Just left out a couple of things. Rustproofing.

That chick's whacked.

- Cab receipt. Hey, Puddy. - I'm with a customer.

Oh, where'd you go?

I don't care for that term. I don't know too many dongoloids who could take apart a fuel injector.

Yeah, that's right.

That chick’s whacked

Oh, sure, babe. Salesmen-only copy room right there.

I had the Roast Beef

There's a vending machine. I can show you where it is.

That chick’s whacked

“That Chimp’s all right. High-five!”