"That's not a goody bag! That's a fucking old shite bag. Fucking plastic toy. Oooh, balloons. You can't give that shit away without expecting a kick in the nuts, now give me a fucking goody bag and make it full of goody!"
or click here"You know what's so amazing about your voice? No, neither do I. I was hoping you could enlighten me, 'cause personally, I think it's shite. Fuck ooooooffff, mutha-fuckaaa!"
This was from Saturday night. Adam's daughter had gone to a birthday party that day, from which she returned with what I deemed to be a perfectly respectable goody bag. Sounds like STM didn't agree.
And after watching The X-Factor for the first time:
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For those outside the UK, The X-Factor is like American Idol, but with much more varied contestants, and way more heart. We watched it because we were staying at Adam's parents' house, and they are big fans. Unfortunately for Adam, I think I'm hooked.
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|KAREN:||(horrified gasp) Oh my god! Baby? What just happened?|
|ADAM:||Where are we?!|
|KAREN:||We're at your parents'.|
|ADAM:||Oh, it's not a bad dream. I really am here.|
|KAREN:||(giggles, then) Baby, what just connected with what?|
|ADAM:||Oh, yeah, that'd be my aching hand...|
|ADAM:||The solid wall.|
|KAREN:||Aww. Well, you know what, you were twitching and stuff.|
|ADAM:||So I was just twitching and then I lashed out? Nothing else?|
|KAREN:||No, I mean, you were talking.|
|KAREN:||The last thing you said before you woke up, I think it was, (yawn) it was related to The X-Factor.|
|ADAM:||Oh you don't be serious, please no.|
|KAREN:||You said, "You know what's so amazing about your voice? Neither do I."|
|ADAM:||You know you can never post that, don't you? 'Cause I don't want anybody knowing that I watch The X-Factor, okay?|