Conversations What Don't Make Sense

Conversation the Tenth: Goddamn Lizards

Cactuar Joe: Whoo. 663K song.

Shiroi: yeah i saw that one. i really should have tried that first, but i'm a sucker for bigguns.

Cactuar Joe: Yeah. 'Specially when it comes to trance.

Shiroi: what i wanna know is, why's the short one the ending credits?

Cactuar Joe: Good question.

Shiroi: what's it - one person?

Cactuar Joe: Writer, Director, Programmer, Gaffer, Best Boy, Best Girl, Best Hermaphrodite, Producer, HBO Specialist, Ordinance Specialist, Explosive Ordinance Specialist, Explosives... All Jim Toucan!

Shiroi: perhaps he's a talented guy?

Cactuar Joe: A talented hermaphrodite.

Shiroi: yes, a talented hermaphrodite. sorry, didn't mean to insult the gay-lesbian-bi/transexual-hermaphrodite-lizard-skinned community.

Cactuar Joe: Lizard skinned? Are you making fun of Lizards? Racist!

Shiroi: no, beast-ist (?) i suppose racist, but only in it's most literal sense.

Cactuar Joe: Good. Last thing we need is goddamn lizards.