flight of the concords

im going to start doing a daily, or whenever i remember to-ly, flight of the conchords post. this one is called Inner City Pressure, and i can totally relate cause i've been living on fourth street since i was 11. but srsly, these past couple of weeks have been tough, and i all the way know what they mean when they are counting out pennies at the 7/11. here's a trick for you: say you only have a bunch of pennies, and are really thirsty, which is the scenario for most of my days. i go to the quiznos next door on my 15 minute lunch break (is that legal?) and tell them i want a small drink, which costs like $1.06. i usually only have about 80 cents, so after i've counted out about 30 pennies, i sneeze on the cup that they have sat out for me. they HAVE to give it to me, cause it would be unsanitary not to, and they need all the health code points they can get after hiring a bunch of gender-troubled minorities with bad weave.