INT. PUBLIC BATHROOM - DAY
George is in a stall, grunting uncomfortably. Kramer bursts in, peeking over the door like it’s no big deal.
KRAMER: (excitedly) George! I knew it was you from the shoes. What’s the holdup in there? You’re backed up like a bad merge conflict!
GEORGE: (irritated, mid-strain) Kramer! Get out! This is private! I’m… I’m contributing, okay? Like a coder filling out a pull request. You know, pushing out the changes, hoping it merges without issues.
KRAMER: (leaning in closer) Ohhh, yeah! But this is a public bathroom, George. It’s like a public GitHub repo! Anyone could fork your… output. And those stalls? They’re like branches—isolated, but everyone’s committing to the same master toilet.
GEORGE: (grunting) Exactly! You gotta review the logs first, make sure it’s clean. No one wants a crappy commit history stinking up the place.
KRAMER: (snapping fingers) And the flush? That’s the merge button! But if it’s a big one, you risk overflow—repo gets clogged, pull request denied. Rebase that mess!
GEORGE: (straining harder) And the paper trail? Comments section! “Needs more fiber.” “Resolve conflicts.” Kramer, you’re killing me—now it’s like a code review from hell!
KRAMER: (laughing maniacally) Giddyup, George! Push it through!