Afternoon in the PaliScmutz house. Too late, too late in the day to be still in bed, but nonetheless, that's where Schmutzie and Palinode are holing up.
SCHMUTZIE: When was the last time you saw a 45 single?
PALINODE: I had a 45 of Rio.
SCHMUTZIE: A friend gave me a 45 of Club Nouveau's "Word Up" in the eighties. He thought I'd like it.
PALINODE: I think that was Cameo.
SCHMUTZIE: Are you sure?
PALINODE: Cameo had the guy dancing in the red codpiece.
SCHMUTZIE: Oh god. I remember now.
PALINODE: In the video the cops were trying to arrest all the funk, but then the cops started dancing and choreographed anarchy reigned.
SCHMUTZIE: And what was the word that he kept asking about? It was Word Up.
PALINODE: ... that's two words.
SCHMUTZIE: The word's 'up'. Word up.
PALINODE: The guy in the red codpiece wants to know what 'the word' is, then he answers his own question with a phrase.
SCHMUTZIE: You know what I think? You don't ever find out what the word is. He never tells you.
A few seconds of contented silence.
PALINODE: I bet the word is 'boutonniere'.
INSTANT UPDATE: Pray for a quick death instead of a boutonniere finger?