“Geez, Stu, we’re supposed to have this greeting down already–it has to go out on the wires before midnight! What we’re we thinking, taking this job on. But that woman, she sure is hot. She can convince us to do anything.”
“Bro, you are way to high strung! How did we ever get to be twins?”
“Oh that helps a lot! Come on, sit down and let’s get to work on this message. We need to cut 284 pages down into a moving, snappy greeting.”
“Arggh! Okay, write this down: 2003, gonna be lots o’ loving, hope you get yours!”
“Please, be serious. We can’t send that out to anyone. Man, I just now we’re going to miss the deadline. Just because you sweep into town and sell one lousy script, you think you know everything.”
“Whatever. At least I’m getting laid. Man, those starlets can be yummy.”
“Focus already. And don’t forget I won an Oscar for my first movie.”
“Sure, I know. And, hey, I do love you bro. Here’s our greeting:
“From Bill and Stu to everyone: Happy New Year, and may 2003 be better be happier, more satisfying, and more joyful than any year you’ve already lived!”
BillSaysThis 
