Dr. Gloom

"Where the fuck are we going?"

"We're not going anywhere, man. Just listen to that sound system. 'White Stripes,' sweet, huh?"

Harv looked around. We're in the carport.

"Why did you even get this car? We need beer but if you're not gonna drive us there, let's just fucking walk there."

"It's a nice car! Check out the sunroof."

I hit a button and the sunroof slides back.

"That's fantastic, I can see the roof of the fucking carport."

"Relax man, enjoy it," I say.

"I'm getting out of here dude." Harv exits and walks toward the Toluca Mart.

"Are you going to Toluca Mart? I don't have any money on me," I admit.

"Stupid purchase, dude," he tells me. "Beer is a much better investment. Ask Adolph Coors."

"Yeah," I say. "I didn't think about asking Adolph Coors."