"Stroke my good luck fish. Feel its greasy smoothness. Yeah, I think it likes you. You can hear him squeak. Weee! Weee! Weeeeeeee! He really likes you. He's a good fish. That'll do, fish. That'll do."
or click here"HA! Yeah, that's when I just just got up on my horse and got the fuck out of there!"
This next one was suddenly yelled out into the dead-of-night silence:
or click here"Choose oranges or apples. Oranges or apples. It's not a trick question. Go on, just choose… It's always the oranges with you! What is it? Why the oranges every time?!"
or click here"Ooh! I think I just saw a head explode. Hmm… Ooh! There goes another."
In response to me holding in a sneeze:
|KAREN:||You lured them into a false sense of it would be okay whatever they chose, and then you ridiculed them.|
|ADAM:||Why did I offer them a choice if I knew they were going to go for oranges?|
|KAREN:||Why didn't you just give them oranges in the first place, and then they might have had that feeling, like, when you go to a restaurant where you're a regular, and the person just says, "the usual?" You could have made them feel really good by just saying, "here, I know you'd like an orange."|
|ADAM:||Well, I would think it may be good for them to try something different.|
|KAREN:||We get the same two dishes from the chinese restaurant every single time.|
|ADAM:||That's laziness. That's— that's nothing else. It's only because we—|
|KAREN:||That's not true.|
|ADAM:||Okay, how painful is it trying to choose from the menu? When you've found two things you really like, instead of—|
|KAREN:||So this person found that they really like oranges.|
|ADAM:||What happens if they're like this orange freak, okay, that everything in their life is everything about oranges, including the color orange. You know, I just wanted to throw an alternative thing into their life.|
|ADAM:||I'm looking after their health. I think I'm a guardian to this person.|