Marty: Well, it wasn't a record year by any means. But we sure didn't get touched by that recession!

Jack: Hahaha, yep! I'm going to sleep well tonight, after I get totally shitfaced!

Marty: Oh yes!(Awesome High Five). . . Ya know Jack, back in 1999 when I came up with the idea for these glasses, I knew I had something, but I never thought they would be as successful as they were.

Jack: These bad boys bought my mansion upstate and sent my kids to Yale! I'm also thinking about investing in a small private island off the coast of Mozambique.

Marty: Wait, you mean Madagascar?

Jack: Haha, yea. I mean I'll need a few more years salary before I'm really there, but it's kind of a dream of mine.

Marty: Jack, I'm selling Novelty Glasses Incorporated.

Jack: What!? Marty, why?

Marty: Did you really not see this coming, Jack? It's going to be 2009. We can't make 2010 glasses!

Jack: But the number one can go over the nose!

Marty: We talked about this! It's too unbalanced! Nobody will want to wear those! Even if it does work, what do we do in 2011?

Jack: Listen, I've looked at the numbers, and the cyclops market is growing exponentially!

Marty: Jesus Christ, Jack. Listen to yourself!

Jack: Well you don't have to sell the company! What about those Beer Goggle Glasses that I patented last month?

Marty: You and I both know those can't carry the company! It's over Jack. We're through.

Jack: Damn it, Marty! You never believed in me! I'm going to take my Beer Goggle Glasses and start my own company!(Storms out in a fit of rage)

Marty: God speed, Jackie my boy. God speed . . .