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00:21:55
Seth MacFarlane
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I don't want to hear about your "preversion."
And thanks to your wonderful salesgirl here, I'll take them.
you have been enslaved by the four-toned succubus!
Oh, petunia, the last few days have been the worst of my life.
Sorry, Syd. You're a good egg, and that cramp my style.
This guy is a douche with a capital bag.
is a good-hearted, employed, sober fella who treats me nice.
- [ Gasps ] Blasphemy! - Cut the act, Huffman.
and the transvestite who pooped mozzarella dinosaurs."
[ Gasps ] My tequila! That worm had a name!
But as I don't partake of the devil's nectar, I've decided upon gloves.
Oh, mein Gods.
One of my persona has taken on a life of its own!
Sydney, where'd you go? It's a disguise.
♪ And he's shining a salute to the American race ♪
Aw, cheese and cracker!
Fat chance, mister. Not after you ruined my life.
or, uh, tending to underprivileged pigeon in the park.
you have been enslave by the four-toned succubus!
and the transvestite who poop mozzarella dinosaurs."
[ Southern Accent ] I regret my dance card is filled for the evening,
Sydney Huffman. Cosigner? I never authorize a cosigner!
Sydney, this is Roger Smith. You screw with the wrong guy.
you constantly raid the fridge and drink all my Five Alive.
Prepare to have your life destroy!
- It says it's decline. - Impossible!
It's my voice mail. You're not suppose to wear stupid after Labor Day.
It's like you want to be kick out of this family.
Sir, your card was declined because you exceed your credit limit.
Peaches and cream! Why do I always wake up feeling hungover?
Why, I bet it's the man who left me that malevolent message.
That credit was generate after your last statement. It'll show up on your next bill.
Yeah, it doesn't matter how you treat people...
But as I don't partake of the devil's nectar, I've decide upon gloves.
Did I donate it to that soldier I read about who lost his arm in Iraq?
That explain everything. But I don't care if you created me. I want to live.
No, I would have remembered getting a sloppily written thank-you note.
I don't know. But wherever it was, I am their king now.
Three days and nearly every piece of Sydney's life is in shambles.
Stop ruining my life, please! Just leave me alone!
Oh, finally, we can get this all out in the open. I'll start.
Wow. Torching this dump almost feels like I'm doing him a favor.
I actually liked that dumb girl.
He's my boyfriend. Only I hope soon he's gonna be more than just that.
And if that wasn't bad enough, then he broke up with me.
together, as one person, who's the best of both of us.
Why else do you think you had my glove?
It was two months ago and I was coming home...
Only the best game ever! It's totally addictive. Watch.
- Do you know Sydney Huffman? - I sure do.
but there's always the spring cotillion.
Sydney Huffman. Cosigner? I never authorized a cosigner!
Marry you? I never want to see you again, let alone marry you!
Oh, okay, this is a good seat to watch from too.
so you don't have to face the fact that the real you is an inconsiderate jerk!
or, uh, tending to underprivileged pigeons in the park.
Tomorrow, Sydney, I'll destroy the last, most irreplaceable thing in your life--
Yes, we all wear metaphorical masks to hide our true selves in an impersonal modern society.
Yes, we all wear metaphorical masks to hide our true selves in an impersonal modern society.
Have a stupendous day!
Lonesome glove, why can I never find your mate?
is a good-hearted, employed, sober fella who treats me nice.
I reek of week-old urine and I am ashamed of that.
Only the best game ever! It's totally addictive. Watch.
and then disappear all day so you can run around as one of your ridiculous personas.
- Klaus, you're useless and everyone hates you. - [ Gasps ]
Judy, would you do me the modest favor of making me the happiest man on earth?
Wow. They're still playing that dumb-ass game.
I hear ya loud and clear. And I guess all I can say is...
Just phone the guy, pretend you are your alt ego.
[ Roger's Voice ] That's when I came up with a brilliant scheme.
My boyfriend, Rico, got drunk and buried me alive.