Mr. Joyful: "This is Ed."
Lady Joyful: "Are you at the doctor's yet?"
Mr. Joyful: "I'm here right now. You're interrupting. What do you want?"
Lady Joyful: "I'm reminding you to talk to him about your anger problems."
Mr. Joyful: "I don't have anger problems. YOU'RE the one with the problems. Like that's anything new!"
Lady Joyful: "Look, Ed. You've been an ass recently, and he needs to give you some happy pills or something."
Mr. Joyful: "No, bitch, you have the problems. I'm fine, except for having to deal with you."
Lady Joyful: "Oh, like it's a pleasure to have to deal with a prick like you. If I have the problems, how come everyone else says you're the one with the issues?"
Mr. Joyful: "By everyone else you mean your dirtball mother?"
Lady Joyful: "Don't bring my mother into this! At least she's not serving time, like your mom!"
Mr. Joyful reached over and hung up the phone.
Mr. Joyful: "Anyway, Doc, the physical therapy didn't help my back at all."