Cloying intro, take 1...
Hi Anne. Did you smash a robot cop?
Dr. Coe Dotukae?
I thought the Scientologists healed you of your thetans.
"Aren't you a nice big pair of pants..."
"...shaving..."
So a good set of nonspecific, psychosomatic symptoms then. Good...
"Can you remember anything prior to waking and baking this morning?"
"Pass! Next category."
Running Northern Rock?
"So you're a loser, basically..."
"Come out of" could mean a lot of things.
Funny. He doesn't sound American.
Join the f***ing club.
THE HELL?!
Was it a ventriloquists' shop?
"In no way could the placebo effect produce the same results."
"Stoned?"
*rimshot*
"Despite the fact that you had no real responsibility at work?"
"...as if under a randy middle-aged woman..."
"I see that your love line is especially- I, I mean..."
Huh?
"Could you do it again, but sexier?"
"You're a naughty boy, aren't you?"
"...what I just felt."
"Lets put that in a package and mail it to Who Gives a F*ck."
That was an odd cut.
+ DANGER WILL GETSTONED! +
+DANGER WILL GETSTONED!+
+ DANGER WILL GETSTONED! +
+DANGER WILL GETSTONED!+
+ DANGER WILL GETSTONED! +
+DANGER WILL GETSTONED!+
+ DANGER WILL GETSTONED! +
Certainly not six inches north of there.
Another cut. Were they busting up laughing every 45 seconds?
"...at a Phish concert."
*wets her lips*
"I've almost come."
Should I have brought a book?
I guess I'll do some Mad Libs...
Ah, but she was the queer old _________ anyhow, Anna Livia, trinkettoes! And sure he was the _________ old buntz too, Dear Dirty Dumpling, foostherfather of fingalls and _________. Gammer and gaffer we're all _________.
I guess I'll do some Mad Libs...
Ah, but she was the queer old ___butt__ anyhow, Anna Livia, trinkettoes! And sure he was the _________ old buntz too, Dear Dirty Dumpling, foostherfather of fingalls and _________. Gammer and gaffer we're all _________.
I guess I'll do some Mad Libs...
Ah, but she was the queer old ___butt__ anyhow, Anna Livia, trinkettoes! And sure he was the __bottom_ old buntz too, Dear Dirty Dumpling, foostherfather of fingalls and _________. Gammer and gaffer we're all _________.
I guess I'll do some Mad Libs...
Ah, but she was the queer old ___butt__ anyhow, Anna Livia, trinkettoes! And sure he was the __bottom_ old buntz too, Dear Dirty Dumpling, foostherfather of fingalls and _buttman_. Gammer and gaffer we're all _________.
I guess I'll do some Mad Libs...
Ah, but she was the queer old ___butt__ anyhow, Anna Livia, trinkettoes! And sure he was the __bottom_ old buntz too, Dear Dirty Dumpling, foostherfather of fingalls and _buttman_. Gammer and gaffer we're all _cheesed_.
I guess I'll do some Mad Libs...
Ah, but she was the queer old ___butt__ anyhow, Anna Livia, trinkettoes! And sure he was the __bottom_ old buntz too, Dear Dirty Dumpling, foostherfather of fingalls and _buttman_. Gammer and gaffer we're all _cheesed_.
Wait, are they done?
You child of _________, Kinsella's Lilith! Now who has been _________ the leg of her _________ on her? Which leg is it? The one with the _________ on it. Rinse them out and aston along with you!
You child of ___butt__, Kinsella's Lilith! Now who has been _________ the leg of her _________ on her? Which leg is it? The one with the _________ on it. Rinse them out and aston along with you!
Is the test going to be as vague and unverifiable as the "treatment?"
"...physically, mentally and sexually free..."
Nuzzle test?
"...like a right git about now."
Ew, what did they do during those cuts?
WE'VE WITNESSED A MIRACLE TODAY, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!
"...bagging groceries."
Sort of a spiritual Mentos ad.
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