Spaceman Jones: Maybe it’s just we are always sheltered in place, but I just don’t understand why people want to go back to work so bad? Everyone I know with a job spends all of their free time bitching about it.

Old Skool Joe: Fucking Fish Joint!

Spaceman Jones:  See. Look, I get it, it sucks being stuck somewhere. I can’t even go to the moon right now. I love you guys but it’s hard being stuck in here with you fucking maniacs. People just need to chill out. There is more to life than just work. Like if you can’t stop for a minute, relax and enjoy the beauty…well I just feel sorry for you honestly. Like quit worrying about the economy so much. Just go get some more money. Maybe I’m like fucking clueless, just we don’t have these problems where I’m from. Didn’t they give you guys money yet?

Old Skool Joe: Come on man you know Pink Panther doesn’t pay taxes. Also he handles my business affairs and according to him I’m government protected. I’m also essential so catch you on the flip.

Spaceman Jones:  I got my space check like a month ago. Earth is fucking up. Oh shit it’s Goliath. Still doing the pretending to be a dog thing huh?

Goliath: Fuck you, ya fucking hippie! I was a fucking space cop for eight fucking years, I earned this. Three hots and a cot baby! Now if you’ll excuse me I’m gonna go back to bed and get cozy with your lady.

Spaceman Jones: I hate you. Well…time to get stoned and play video games.