Riff three in a series of five, this one revolves around two snobs that push around a dumb-looking kid. Well, he doesn't just look dumb; poor dope shoves his toys into the ground on a regular basis.

WARNING: Every riff is entirely improvised, typically after the riffers have consumed copious amounts of alcohol (not every time). There will be occasional coarse language and plenty of lame jokes. So, we go for the low-hanging fruit a lot, and even then, we fall flat sometimes. Oh, and we don't own anything other than an old computer and some (legal, store-bought copies of) movies, so please don't sue us!