"Show tunes out of context, they render my stomach useless. I've warned you. I have warned you."
or click here"I've got muscles. They're just sleeping. Don't wake them. Let them sleep."
or click here"You have entered a no-bullshit zone. Leave it outside. It doesn't work with me."
or click here"Darling, with an ass as big as yours, innocent bystanders could get hurt!"
Karen's notes: Poor Adam. I was organizing my iTunes the other day, and I kept playing a particular song from a particular musical over and over, trying to decide which version to keep. Adam is one of those rare men who likes musicals— and he likes this particular musical— but I think he was ready to stick his head in the oven.
And here's the transcript for those who don't get the audio:
|STM:||BUNCH OF ARSE|
|KAREN:||(sleepy stretching sound)|
|ADAM:||Oh, you were asleep. I'm so sorry I woke you!|
|KAREN:||No, I wasn't asleep.|
|ADAM:||I woke you.|
|KAREN:||I was just lying here quietly.|
|ADAM:||Quietly fucking snoring... I'm sorry.|
|KAREN:||Was not! How would you know, you were sleeping.|
|KAREN:||Do you know what you yelled?|
|ADAM:||Um... It finished with arse. So, I'll give you three options.|
|ADAM:||Big arse... Fat arse... or... You're an arse.|
|KAREN:||Nope. You yelled: Bunch. Of. Ass. Bunch of ass.|
|ADAM:||Pretty image. I have no reason why. I like your bunch of arse, though. Pretty.|