I wandered into the store in a drunken stupor one evening with a navy blue toga and I leave with a job! It doesn't get any better than that!!
Since the drunkeness wore off and my speaking ability returned to its "polished and coherent" form, old man Burns has been keeping a watchfull eye on me. He's concerned that I might overperform and make him look bad, so off to the drunken stupor I go