a brief story about an in-joke amongst friends

[grace_fully]

one of the girls at work was doing relief at another program, and one of the staff there was telling her that when he gets upset with his girlfriend, he'll start raising his voice, i.e., "why are you moving my stuff!" and then will immediately launch into the end scene of willy wonka and the chocolate factory where gene wilder goes crazy: "it's all there! black and white! clear as crystal! you stole fizzy lifting drinks! you bumped into the ceiling which now has to be washed and sterilized! so you get nothing! you LOSE! GOOD DAY SIR!"

therefore, quoting this at any opportune moment is currently the funniest thing known to man, and will make me collapse into hysterics that i will one day be embarrassed about. but for now:

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GOOD DAY SIR.