If you pay close attention to the dialogue, you’ll hear the boss chew the trio out for eating 16 chocolate cakes”for the fifth time in a week.” That’s eighty cakes split among three guys – Kool, Buffy and Markie each gained 42 pounds that week in cake alone.
It would’ve been more fun for Jimmy to write something like “Dear suckers, you just shelled out six million bucks for a handful of us to write 24 recaps and long treatises on Emperor Palpatine’s political beliefs.”
The late 70’s. Drugs. Terrible rock music. Jack Palance. Andy Warhol. Even more terrible disco music. A nerd getting doused in baby powder by a semi-nude maid. I’d go on, but this frightening description is making Cocaine Cowboys sound more interesting than it actually is.