“Could I get a Coke with that?”

“Is Pepsi okay?”

“What am I, a fucking mongoloid? You mean to tell me instead of a crisp, refreshing summer drink, you propose to put in my body a tepid, miserable substitute? Why don’t you just pour kerosene down my throat? This is an outrage!”

“Sir, we have Wild Cherry Pepsi, too.”

“Oh, nice, gimme one of those.”

Tumble Dry Comics: three rocks, two fingers, and a splash of water.