“listen mack, back in the day, we had a, every town in America had a hidden temple, and you had, you, all the kids palled around inside there, the poor kids *and* the white kids!”

“My friends and I, we were uh, we were known as, we called ourselves the Purple, uh, the Purple Parrots, and we’d, we’d pile into my uncle’s long car and go to the hidden temple.”

“Now the people at the temple, boy howdy, what a buncha punks. They had a leader, big guy, puffy face, called himself Olmec.

Now I say ‘Olmec, you’re a nice fella, you got a crew of uh,’ these guys, they called themselves temple guards.”

“So I say ‘Olmec, why don’t you and I take this to the soda fountain and have ourselves a, uh, have ourselves a rough tumble.’

And I’ll tell ya, that fella Olmec, he never, none of his crew ever bothered us Purple Parrots after that day.”