“Bob?”
“Yeah, Josh?”
“Something is happening.”
“Uh-huh, yeah. Infinacy.”
“Not a word.”
“And yet a thing.”
“What happens now?”
“Gotta fight all the other versions of you.”
“I don’t think I want to be in this band anymore.”
“Well, you know: you called us.”
Have to admit, as far as fake Jerrys go, this one’s growing on me.
fuck anti-Jerry