“Today’s the sixty seventh anniversary of Curly Howard’s death,” Arthur told Eugene. We really have to celebrate the right way.”
“You know,” Eugene said, “it takes a lot of talent and intelligence to make infantile behavior, violence, and lack of social skills come off as legitimate comedy. We’d better practice like crazy.”
All throughout the day and night the friends honed their “Hmmmm’s”, “La da deee la da daaaah’s”, and “Oh, a wise guy, eh?’s”.
At the end of the night their wives arrived to drive them home, confronted with proof that the boys had enjoyed their day.