Hey man. Did you touch my drumset?
Brennan Huff: [Brennan nods his head]
Brennan Huff: Nope.
Dale Doback: It's just weird, 'cause, it seems like someone definitely touched my drumset.
Brennan Huff: Yeah, that is weird, 'cause I didn't touch 'em.
Dale Doback: [Dale throws Brennan's feet off the couch]
Brennan Huff: Hey!
Dale Doback: [angrily] Did you touch my drumset?
Brennan Huff: Hey, knock it off!
Dale Doback: I know you touched my drumstick, 'cause the left one has a chip in it.
Brennan Huff: Are you fucking crazy, man? You sound insane. Do you realize that? You should be medicated.
Dale Doback: Fuck you Brennan! I know you touched my drumset, and I wanna hear that dirty little mouth admit it.
Brennan Huff: Get out of my face, or I'm gonna roundhouse your ass!
Dale Doback: You swear on your mom's life that you didn't touch it then!
Brennan Huff: I don't have to swear to shit!
Dale Doback: That's 'cause you fucking touched my drumset! 'Cause I know COPS doesn't start 'till 4:00!
Brennan Huff: [Brennan begins to leave the room]
Dale Doback: Where you going?
Brennan Huff: I'm going upstairs... 'cause I'm gonna put my nutsack, on your drumset! Okay?
[Brennan continues to walk upstairs towards his drumset]
Dale Doback: If you do that - I'm warning you, right now! If you touch my drums, I will stab you, in the neck, with a knife!
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