Burnie: I feel like I should reveal why I don’t drink all my coke. So when I was in college one time. We were in South Padre Island. And so I met my buddies and we were drinking. And I’m drinking my cup of beer. And… you get pretty drunk. And then I go back to my cup of beer and I pick it up and drink it. So it wasn’t a cup of beer… It was a spit cup. [others howl in disgust] Gus: Somebody had been chewing tobacco and spitting in it?
Burnie: Yeah… Burnie: I hate to tell you this but I was drunk enough to where I figure this out… … on the second swallow. [others in disgust] Gus: If I were you when I was drinking after that… …I would, like, chain it to my wrist to make sure it never leaves my grasp. Burnie: So now you know after all these years why I leave coke cans across the office. Joel: Scarred. Burnie: The worst part was where I realized that “Oh, no!” and I pulled it away… [Burnie laughs] A… strain… Gus : The saliva strain connecting you to the cup.
[Joel moans in agony in the background] Burnie [laughing]: Somebody else’s saliva strain. Burnie: It was like cold spit. It was like a really tough string.
Joel: Aaahhhhhhhh. Burnie [laughing]: And like… bat at it with my free hand. Gus: That is disgusting!
Gavin: God damn! [Burnie laughing]