I hate my job — all I do is crush cans all day.

setup: I hate my job — all I do is crush cans all day.

[BILL] qua factory worker, red forehead, waiting in front of conveyor belt. Hey. [Shakes]! You ready for another shift!

[Shakes] qua other worker, black and blue forehead, waiting in front of conveyor belt. Yo! [BILL], my man! TGIF! Am I right? Brewskies like immediately after?!

((FACTORY BUZZER FIRES OFF. LIGHTS FLASH. CONVEYOR STARTS))

[BILL] watching row of cans heading his way. You bet, [Shakes]! As long as I don’t have a headache!

(([BILL] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Returns upright. Forehead redder.))

[Shakes] qua factory worker, watching row of cans heading his way. You always complain! You know what my dad said!

(([Shakes] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Eyes slightly crossed when returning upright.))

[BILL] Ah, your dad is an old timer here? What was it like?

(([BILL] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Returns upright. Forehead redder.))

(([Shakes] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Eyes slightly crossed when returning upright.))

(([BILL] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Returns upright. Forehead redder.))

[Shakes] He said this job was a lot harder in his day! Steel cans! No aluminum!

(([Shakes] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Eyes slightly crossed when returning upright.))

(([BILL] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Returns upright. Forehead redder.))

[BILL] Yeah! I’ve seen your dad!

(([BILL] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Returns upright. Forehead redder.))

[BILL] He’s got that old man circle on his forehead that those steel guys get?

(([Shakes] slams forehead down on aluminum can. Eyes slightly crossed when returning upright.))

[Shakes] Yeah! Those were the days! When men were men!

punchline: It’s soda pressing.