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Longmont Potion Castle 20 · 2023

Sour Joe Cactus

Track 14

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  • Jill: Hello?
  • Jill: Hello.
  • LPC: Hi, is this Jillian?
  • Jill: Yes.
  • LPC: Hi, yeah, my name's Wayne Frisbee.
  • LPC: I got your number from the gal over at Shelmerdine's shrubbery Center up here.
  • Jill: Okay.
  • LPC: So, yeah, I live nearby, and I just needed a little gardening help up here.
  • LPC: If you had any availability for some consultation or just some advice for a neighborly advice session kind of thing.
  • LPC: Okay.
  • LPC: Okay.
  • LPC: Nice for a neighborly of advice.
  • Jill: Okay.
  • LPC: Yeah, so I got what was your name?
  • LPC: —I’m Wayne Frisbee—
  • Jill: Wayne?
  • LPC: Yeah.
  • Jill: Yeah, so I got it.
  • LPC: And you're Jillian.
  • Jill: Yes.
  • LPC: Yeah.
  • LPC: Yeah, I talked to flow up there.
  • Jill: Okay.
  • Jill: What can I help you with?
  • LPC: I'm trying to get some cactuses up and running here.
  • LPC: I got about 36 of them on my property here.
  • LPC: And some rhododendron as well.
  • Jill: Okay.
  • LPC: But.
  • LPC: These are coated with some special.
  • LPC: But these...
  • LPC: I don't know what they're coated with, but they're coated to withstand just about any temperature, any temperature at all.
  • LPC: So, they said that you were nearby and you're an expert on this thing, got a real green thumb.
  • LPC: And all this kind of thing here.
  • Jill: I’m sorry! You said they’re “coated” with some kinda “temperature”?
  • LPC: A repellent of some kind.
  • LPC: Oh, sure, yeah.
  • LPC: They got a repellent on there of some kind.
  • LPC: I don't know what you mean.
  • LPC: A repellent of some kind.
  • LPC: Huh?
  • Jill: —Ah, wh—what’s your issue with them?
  • LPC: I'm just trying to get them up and running.
  • Jill: Oh, it is like minus 10 outside right now.
  • Jill: It's not really their growing season.
  • Jill: That's probably why.
  • LPC: What do I need to do over here?
  • Jill: Uh, wait ’til springtime—
  • Jill: It's winter.
  • Jill: There's about a foot of snow right now, so they're not going to grow right now for you.
  • LPC: Oh, no.
  • LPC: What if I just wait it out, the whole waiting game?
  • LPC: Wait a real long time?
  • Jill: Yeah.
  • Jill: Yeah, you'll be waiting until the snow melt.
  • Jill: Yeah, we have, like, up for the snow.
  • Jill: They're not going to grow.
  • Joe: Yellow?
  • Joe: What's that?
  • Joe: Hold on a second.
  • Joe: Okay.
  • Joe: Hello?
  • Joe: So, are you going to come to pick it up?
  • Jill: No, I'm not going to look at them because they're not going to grow.
  • Jill: It's winter.
  • Joe: Oh, between 11 and 1 o'clock.
  • Joe: You got it.
  • Joe: Why?
  • Joe: That's fine with me.
  • Joe: I'm not to listen.
  • Joe: I'm not going to force you to take with your own one.
  • Joe: Of course not.
  • Joe: You don't want it.
  • Joe: You don't want it.
  • Joe: That's fine with me.
  • Jill: Ah, Wayne?
  • Joe: But it's just bringing a few boxes, you know.
  • Joe: I'm going to pay you for those boxes.
  • Joe: What are you worried about it?
  • Joe: You should always have boxes that you open it up the way you want it,
  • Joe: and that's the end of it.
  • Jill: Um, I was talking, uh, Mr. Briggs was there.
  • Joe: You need to bring boxes.
  • Joe: Huh?
  • Jill: No, I’m, uh, talkin’ ta—
  • Joe: When you'll be 95, you're going to talk like me too?
  • Jill: Excuse me?
  • Joe: Okay, I'm sorry.
  • Joe: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
  • Joe: I'm sorry.
  • Joe: I'm sorry.
  • Joe: I, that offended you.
  • Joe: Okay.
  • Joe: Okay.
  • Joe: So you're going to be P.
  • Jill: —So, I was talkin’ ta Wayne Frisbee, there, ah, just a moment ago.
  • Joe: You don’t need five or six boxes.
  • Jill: I don’t understand what you’re saying!
  • Joe: Yeah, okay.
  • Joe: Okay.
  • Joe: No problem.
  • Joe: I know what I'm talking about.
  • Jill: What's the fuck one one.
  • Jill: Hello?
  • Jill: What the hell is this?
  • Joe: Bye, bye, bye.
  • Joe: Hello?
  • Jill: Hello?
  • Joe: Yes, who is this?
  • Jill: Hello?
  • Jill: Hello?
  • Jill: Is this Mr. Frisbee?
  • Joe: Who?
  • Jill: Uh, I think you have the wrong number.
  • Joe: I don’t know why you’re calling me, then.
  • Jill: I didn't call you.
  • Jill: What the heck?
  • Jill: Hello?
  • Jill: What is that sound?
  • Jill: Sorry.
  • Joe: Why didn't you call me to 655-5-3-7-2?
  • Jill: Who is?
  • Joe: Who are you anyway?
  • Joe: Who are you anyway?
  • Jill: What? Who are you?
  • Jill: What the hell?
  • Jill: What do you think you’re talking to? Hello?—
  • Joe: If I don't know you, if I don't know you, if I don't want to give you my name.
  • Jill: You called me! You don’t give me your name!—
  • Joe: Huh?
  • Jill: You didn’t give me your name!
  • Joe: But I wanna know who you are before I give you my name!
  • Jill: Oh, you're the one called...
  • Jill: What? You called me?
  • Joe: I never called you at all.
  • Joe: What is your phone number?
  • Jill: I’m not giving you my phone number!
  • Joe: You don't want to give me her phone number?
  • Joe: Okay, my name is Joseph Sauer.
  • Jill: Joseph Sauer? You sound Sour.
  • Joe: Now, do you know who I am?
  • Jill: No. No. So why are you calling me and getting mad at me for your mistake?
  • Jill: Who do you think I am?
  • Joe: I don't call you.
  • Jill: Who do you think you're talking to?
  • Joe: I’m not the bigshot! I’m 95 years of age!—
  • Jill: Okay, well, you've got the wrong number.
  • Joe: I'm sorry about it.
  • LPC: So are we all squared away? Or?