“My…Commodore 64? What? No, no, charcoal sticks…on deer hide…you see? Like primitive man, cavemen…Commodore, Commodore 64, that’s…that’s a computer, right? I’m talking about primitive techniques…before ink and paper, even; before printers and computers…your joke, it, it makes no sense; it wasn’t funny at all…why are you grinning that hideous grin?”
Son of Stuck Funky 