Dance Dance Revolution: The Revolution of Dance
Here we find my good friend Axel and I playing Dance Dance Revolution at his party...
(Breier)- What the fuck? Is this that chink game that I've seen those people playing in the streets of Hong Kong?
(Axel)- Uh, yeah, but you don't have to say it so loud, my parents are upstairs.
(Breier)- Damn I hate those filthy Mexicans.
(Geoff)- Dude, you know, you really are random...you know that?
(Breier)- Dude, you know Im gonna' slaughter you...you know that?
(Breier)- Ok, let me try this thing.
(Axel)- Ok, Ill put it on a level your Irish ass can comprehend.
(Breier)- Shut up, Jew!
(Axel)- Im not Jewish...Seth is.
(Breier)- I said shut up, Jew, I need to concentrate on the funky chink beat.
(Axel)- Bryan, you realize that you've missed all of the steps?
(Breier)- Axel, do you realize that thousands of people die every day from cigarettes?
(Axel)- Uh...
(Breier)- I think you should be more concerned about that, then how Im doing at this chink game.
(Breier)- Huh, this game is pretty lame.
(Axel)- Just because you have no rhythm.
(Breier)- You know what would make this game better?
(Axel)- What?
(Breier)- If I smoked some cheese doodles.
(Axel)- Oh, God, here he goes again.
(Breier)- Hand me that lighter, Geoff.
(Geoff)- Hahahaha, are you really going to smoke a cheese doodle? That's fucked-up!
(Breier)- Hey...hey! Hey hey hey hey hey watch this... –Lights and smokes cheese doodle–
(Breier)- Huh?
(Axel and Geoff) –Simultaneously– Dude, that's FUCKED-UP!
(Breier)- Man...is my nose all orange?
(Axel)- No, but dude, never, NEVER do that again, ok? My parents won't let you back here.
(Breier)- Uh huh, sure.
(Axel)- I mean it.
(Breier)- Hand me another cheese doodle!
(Axel)- No, –laughs– dude, no!
(Breier)- last one... –Lights and smokes cheese doodle–
(Geoff)- Oh my god! –laughing uncontrollably–
(Breier)- Man, that one was potent. I cant see straight.
(Geoff)- haha! –laughs even harder–
(Axel)- Well, the party's over, Bryan, haha, uh, I'll see you tomorrow.
(Breier)- Ok, you bring the cheese doodles.
Here we find my good friend Axel and I playing Dance Dance Revolution at his party...
(Breier)- What the fuck? Is this that chink game that I've seen those people playing in the streets of Hong Kong?
(Axel)- Uh, yeah, but you don't have to say it so loud, my parents are upstairs.
(Breier)- Damn I hate those filthy Mexicans.
(Geoff)- Dude, you know, you really are random...you know that?
(Breier)- Dude, you know Im gonna' slaughter you...you know that?
(Breier)- Ok, let me try this thing.
(Axel)- Ok, Ill put it on a level your Irish ass can comprehend.
(Breier)- Shut up, Jew!
(Axel)- Im not Jewish...Seth is.
(Breier)- I said shut up, Jew, I need to concentrate on the funky chink beat.
(Axel)- Bryan, you realize that you've missed all of the steps?
(Breier)- Axel, do you realize that thousands of people die every day from cigarettes?
(Axel)- Uh...
(Breier)- I think you should be more concerned about that, then how Im doing at this chink game.
(Breier)- Huh, this game is pretty lame.
(Axel)- Just because you have no rhythm.
(Breier)- You know what would make this game better?
(Axel)- What?
(Breier)- If I smoked some cheese doodles.
(Axel)- Oh, God, here he goes again.
(Breier)- Hand me that lighter, Geoff.
(Geoff)- Hahahaha, are you really going to smoke a cheese doodle? That's fucked-up!
(Breier)- Hey...hey! Hey hey hey hey hey watch this... –Lights and smokes cheese doodle–
(Breier)- Huh?
(Axel and Geoff) –Simultaneously– Dude, that's FUCKED-UP!
(Breier)- Man...is my nose all orange?
(Axel)- No, but dude, never, NEVER do that again, ok? My parents won't let you back here.
(Breier)- Uh huh, sure.
(Axel)- I mean it.
(Breier)- Hand me another cheese doodle!
(Axel)- No, –laughs– dude, no!
(Breier)- last one... –Lights and smokes cheese doodle–
(Geoff)- Oh my god! –laughing uncontrollably–
(Breier)- Man, that one was potent. I cant see straight.
(Geoff)- haha! –laughs even harder–
(Axel)- Well, the party's over, Bryan, haha, uh, I'll see you tomorrow.
(Breier)- Ok, you bring the cheese doodles.