
Q: How do you feel? How did you sleep last night?
A: I got knocked the f**k out, how do you think I slept? I have a bruise the size of Oprah's butt on my head. The whiskey and Percocet helped with the pain, but only temporarily.
Q: Did you have any time to react?
A: Yeah, tons of time. That's why I left it hit me in the head, because that's so much fun. You're a dumbass. Next question.
Q: The neck looks swollen. It's just stiff? It's not painful or anything?
A: Stiff is what old men get when they pop a Viagra. This bitch is straight crippling. Imagine a bunch of ninja fists punching you behind the ear repeatedly until you succumb to the pain and fall motionless on the ground. That's about it.
Q: No headaches?
A: No, just a pulsating throb that doesn't quit. There's also the sound of the ocean, you know like when you put your ear to a seashell, that's constantly in my head. Oh, and when I ate breakfast this morning I heard the sound of cracking bone.
Q: Are you going to have concussion tests?
A: Nah, I ain't no pussy.
Q: Have you ever had anything like that happen?
A: I can't recall. Doctors say I may have suffered brain damage and partial memory loss.
Q: Do you feel lucky?
A: Yeah, of course. Doesn't everyone wake up with the intent on being struck in the head by a fast moving object? You are so stupid. I'm surprised they allow you leave from the halfway house for retards that you live in. This interview is done. Good bye.
*Actual interview found at The Zo Zone.
4 comments:
Oswalt is badass.
We got our asses kicked in the Phield. We did gather 244 votes and made the Sweet 16 this year, so I am proud of us nonetheless.
I wonder if Manny will be the one getting hit in the head at thier next meeting?
Lidge shut down.
Suprise, surprise.
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