"Stop being so fucking uptight!" Barry screamed.
  "I'm uptight? You flip when you can't open a CD wrapper."
  "I'm sorry." Barry began sobbing uncontrollably on Doug's lapel. "It's just tapes weren't hard. You just took off the wrapper. Remember mix tapes? That one I made for Molly?"
  "Sorry, dude."
  "Please, stop calling me dude! We're too old." Barry looked up at Doug's shiny forehead and rubbed where hair used to grow thick, the hair Doug alway called Judas, during drug screens.