The authors of Hooters play on our incessant need for fat and man's incessant need to be in the proximity of augmented breasts. It's like Henry V ran a fast food franchise. It's a good place, Dr. Fletcher. Right.
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He's very weak.
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Hey. Can I help you? What? This is the one. He's really funny. He does these weekly videos.
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Jai, what health-conscious fast food purveyor did you originally solicit to buy these chicken wings you've so lovingly reheated in a minor suicidal gesture? Hooters. And you can't just throw them out, Dr. Fletcher. Oh, this is wrong on so many levels. We finished about 3:15, so look around 3:18. You're getting a little soft around the middle, Jai.
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- Oh, my God! - Anybody want this?
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This guy isn't very neat, is he? He walked right through the trash. No, Jai. Any normal person would have walked around it. That was an act.
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And how you and Patricia, the other undesirable identity, became aligned?
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Dr. Fletcher.
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Is this the ultimate doorway to all things we call unknown?
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No!
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That depends on what. This story of The Beast.
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You made a mess.
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Kevin Wendell Crumb.
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Yeah. But you never met The Beast. Because he doesn't reside with the rest of you. Because he resides in the train yard, as the story goes, because Kevin's dad left on a train. But the fact is, you and Patricia have never met The Beast.
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No!
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The Beast is a sentient creature who represents the highest form of humans' evolution. He believes the time of ordinary humanity is over. I hope this makes you feel calm. You will be in the presence of something greater. I was gonna ask for your last shirt, but I won't. Because tonight is a sacred night. It's almost over.