Moving, New York-style

Devon and I are moving in September (because we were bored and didn't have enough to do), and this morning we were envisioning a conversation with the movers.

Mover: How did you get dat king-size bed up here?
Us: We folded it.
Mover: How am I supposed to get it out?
Us: Voodoo fucking magic. We don't care.
Mover: Voodoo fuckin' magic dis, voodoo fuckin' magic dat. I can't believe dis shit.

If anyone knows any voodoo fucking magic, please let me know.