DR: Not much to say that's not already known. Oh its my Birthday today
TT: Birthday Eh? Made another year older - much respect. Terry Tibbs likes it when people get older. Shows stamina in life it does. Once knew this bird out of Oslo - cracking girl, very Nordic. Liked to ski.
TT: Don't interrupt! Anyway got me a good deal on a goat herding timeshare. I put in, then fuck me! She goes all Scandic and tries to swindle me on some Brown Cheese emporium - I dunno what she is talking about. Reckons she does that Goats Cheese is fucking huge in Trondheim. I go spastic - I mean, Terry Tibbs and goats cheese for fucks sake.....
DR: Are you off your head or something?
TT:... don't interrupt! Anyway don't she realise I am lactose intolerant? Anyway knew this Russian....
DR: I'm trying to enjoy my special day here feller!
TT: ... Back to the Russian - spoke specialist for Unicycles. Owned three outlets in Vladivostock - roaring trade apparently. Tries to do me over on a deal supplying crossbars the sneaky fucker.
DR: Look, it's my birthday at the age when I have attained the ripe old age of the meaning of life, according to the great Douglas Adams!
TT: Douglas Adams? Didn't he run a carpet shampooing scam out of Koblenz? Greasy fucker he was - never answered his faxes. All Terry Tibbs wants to do is business see?
DR: And your line of business is?
TT: Birthday grams - spouting spurious bollocks to wish you a happpy birthday. You the web entrepeneur behind TMO - known well you are and much reveered, even loved by loads they say. Don't understand this internet lark myself. Can I interest you maybe in a nice line in Kosher pork?
DR: I think you are off your trolley feller?
TT: Anyway 19 Grand. My final offer?
TT: Ok 19 and a half but you are ripping my arm off. Don't take to kindly to that.
DR: I think you are some sort of comedian?
TT: Comedian? That's why they call me Terry Tibbs. Goodnight. Much Love. And happy birthday, you superstar