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| Lynsey: If you could change one thing about the world what would it be? Derek: No guns. Brian: Ya, defiantly Derek: That's what I'd do. No guns whatsoever. Jonathan: Ya. Derek: If you want to hunt, go after the bull with a knife or something like a bow and arrow. Donovan: Through rocks. Brian: Guns, there's no need. Lynsey: If you had a genie in a bottle what three wishes would you ask for? Donovan: Chriatian Aguileria. Derek: Um..three wishes...lots of money, ah basically with money you can buy anything. Just lots and lots of money Brian: And just because Derek would have made his wishes first, I'd want to eliminate currency (some laughing) Derek: And just be an anarchy. Brian: No, no. They're still be a system, just get rid of currency, so you'd have all this money but you couldn't use it, just cause that would be funny. Derek: I would roll around naked in it. Brian: You'd be like Scrooge MacDuck. Derek: I'd still do it even if...ya Brian: Go swimming in your money Derek: Ya. Lynsey: Who's Scrooge MacDuck? Brian: Oh! Derek: Oh my God! Brian: Duck Tales Lynsey: Ohhhhhhhhhhh!! (now knows who they're talking about) Brian: Dear lord! Lynsey: (laughing) Sorry. Brian: The blasphemy that's coming out of this childs mouth. Derek: Are we that old? Jonathan: I'd wish for Brian's wish not to come true so Derek's wish would come true again. Derek: Yay! I'll split the money with you. Brian: Mike, back me up homes. jonathan: Don't screw me over bro. Brian: Back me up homes. Jonathan: Don't screw me over bro. Mike: This is just confusing me and I'm not paying attention. (everyone laughs) Brian: I blacked out five minutes ago. Mike: If I wanted stuff I suppose I need a studio, like a recording studio, like a really nice one. After that, I'd just be there all day so I wouldn't really need anthing else I guess. Lynsey: Do you have any questions Beth? Oh! If you were a crayon in a crayon box, what color would you be and why? Brian & Derek: A who what? Lynsey: A crayon in a crayon box. Brian: A crayon? Lynsey: Ya. Brian: Say crayon. Lynsey:Crayon.Sorry. Derek: (mocking how I say it) Crayon.(Beth and I laugh. To Donavan) Is that how PEI people say crayon? Donovan: I dunno. Derek: He's New Glascow, New Glascian. Brian: Crayon, crayon, crayon (trying to get Donovan to say it) Derek: What was the question? Brian: If I had to be a crayon, well I'm color blind so it doesn't really freagin' matter. Donovan: Are you really? Brian: Ya, as a dog. Donovan: Are you serious? Brian: Dude ya. Lynsey: Dogs are color blind, don't they just see black and white? Brian: No, no. they see total total grey. I see, I don't see any pastels, I mix reds and greens up. I can't distunguish... Lynsey:Do you drive or not? Brian: Ya, I have the postioning memorized. Lynsey: Oh. Jonathan: I'd be yellow like corn. Brian: Is that your favorite band Jon? Jonathan: Ya it is, korn and limp bizciut Mike, what color? Mike: ah....orange, cause it's really cool. Lynsey: Than you can match the jello. Um...do have any questions Beth? Jonathan: Derek has to say his color. (In his Derek voice) Black like my t-shirt. Derek: Ah... Brian: (in some strange high pitch voice) I pick yellow cause it's happy. (Beth and Lynsey can't stop laughing now) Derek: Blue. Lynsey: What shade of blue, there's like millions. Brian: Fushia Derek: Mother of pearl I think I'll go with. It's a fine off white. that's all, I just like off whites. |
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