Marty DiBergi: Your first drummer was — David St. Hubbins: John “Stumpy” Pepys. Great great, tall blond geek with glasses. Good drummer: great look, good drummer. Marty DiBergi: What happened to him? David St. Hubbins: He died. He died in a bizarre gardening accident, some years back. Nigel Tufnel: It was really one of those things. It was – you know, the authorities said, you know, best leave it — unsolved, really. Marty DiBergi: And he was replaced by — ahh? Nigel Tufnel: Stumpy Joe. Eric “Stumpy Joe” Childs. Marty DiBergi: And what happened to Stumpy Joe? Derek Smalls: Well, it’s not a very pleasant story, but — he died. He choked on — the official explanation was he choked on vomit. He passed away. Nigel Tufnel: It was actually – it was actually someone else’s vomit. You know, there’s no real — Derek Smalls: Well, they can’t prove whose vomit it was. They don’t have the ability—there’s no way of— Nigel Tufnel: You can’t really dust for vomit.[1]
You can’t custody cash. This is the banker’s version of Nigel Tuffnel’s famous dictum, and yes it is just a weak excuse to include one of JC’s favourite lines from one of JC’s favourite movies.
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↑How they did this — or any of the movie, really — with straight faces is beyond me.