• Chickens.
  • Tuggers.
  • BitCoin.
  • Copies of Meshach Taylor’s self-published autobiography Why, Yes, I Am Meshach Taylor.
  • Jangling sacks of coins secreted within your pantaloons.
  • Babies. (Do not use babies as currency.)
  • Fatty burritos.
  • Wait: is Cash a place?
  • Like, he’s talking about not letting the sun set on your ass in Cash, Kentucky?
  • Maybe I’m judging the guy; he could be warning us that the super flu from The Stand is loose in Cash.
  • Why the fuck did we come to Cash?
  • You’re the one with the map.
  • Oh, EVERYTHING’S my fault, right?
  • Kiss my sack.
  • Sack you, buddy.
  • Good one.