Back in the Dark Ages when we had a 50 lb weight limit and a shipper could only send a total of 100 lbs to a consignee in one day, I was privileged to work with the greatest bunch of guys that you could ever meet. We were a tight group and always had the radio blaring over the intercom during our shift. Whenever this song reached a certain line, you could hear everybody at the top of their lungs yell it out. I was outside the building one night, all the doors were closed and I could distinctly hear from deep in the bowels of our center - "Harry, keep the change!" [video=youtube;0Z-6fAgxKRY]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Z-6fAgxKRY&feature=related[/video]