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: [after being interrupted yet again, Mitch has had enough
] Hey turn down the music for minute... Hey would you turn down the music? Kid at Stereo
: Dude, chill. Mitch
: Would you turn down the fucking music for a minute! Jesus!
[Mitch turns the power off on the stereo and turns to everyone
: This is fucking bullshit! I have been here all goddamned day and you haven't let me say one thing! None of you! Monty
: Well, damn, Mitch, I... Mitch
: Oh, no, asshole! You shut the fuck up now. It's my turn to talk! You're all fucked in the head! All of you! I mean you.
[points at Naomi
: Change your fuckin' tampon and have another drink you crazy, fuckin' bitch!
[Points at Dean
: And you! "Waaahh, I don't know what to be when I grow up!" Join the fucking army or something! Goddamn.
[Points at Calvin
: Oh, and you! You know what? You're too easy. And you.
[Points to Monty
: FUCK YOU MONTY! Always gotta be right, with your little quips! We get it, man. You're fuckin' edgy and cool. Yeah! You're the coolest fuckin' guy at Shenaniganz! WHOOO! That's like being the smartest kid with Down syndrome! Oh and, oh, yeah. Why aren't you in jail? I mean what
[looks at Natasha
: are you like 13, 14? Monty
: She's almost 18. Mitch
: You know what? Fuck this! You all suck. I quit.
[Goes to leave and gets to the door and turns around
: Oh, and yeah. There is one more thing.
[Points at Floyd
: You... You are the biggest piece of shit in this entire restaurant.
[Floyd looks around to see if Mitch is actually talking to him
: And I hope you burn in hell. Floyd
: Me? What the fuck did I do to you, man? Seriously? Raddimus
: [Mitch pulls down his pants and everyone says "Oh shit!
] The goat! The goat, you bastard! Mitch
: [Mitch pulls up his pants and opens the door and walks out
] Fuckin' faggots. Monty
: That was the shit!
[he runs out after Mitch
: Mitch! Mitch! Stop please. Look, look. Stop, stop. Okay I am sorry, and I hearby swear my undying allegiance to you. You are the fucking man.
: A little floor spice makes everything nice, there you go.
: [after explaining the various positions of the game
] You can't forget this, all right? You got to call them a fag, okay? The game loses all its meaning if you don't humiliate them for being a fucking meat gazer, you got that?
: Take a look at the bat wing, Bitch. Raddimus
: Oh, it's so veiny.
: I never make... how do you make a hundred dollars every night? Monty
: You wanna know? Calvin
: Yeah. Monty
: You really wanna know how I make a hundred dollars every night? Calvin
: Yes. Monty
: It's all about that right there!
[he points; everyone turns around and is confronted by Raddimus' testicles
: Yes! Raddimus
: Monty with the assist! Raddimus
: I can't believe how many homos we got working in here!
: The brain!
: Shit... this is gonna be that kind of a party that I'm gonna stick my dick in the mashed potato! Woah!
: ...And that's the Abraham Lincoln, but remember, you gotta shave it so it looks like his beard, otherwise, it don't count.
: [summing up the game for Mitch
] Okay, well, that just about covers all the different variations that we have. But you know, we're always looking for new positions. So look next time you got a little down time, you find yourself a little bored, play with your nuts, you know what I'm saying? See what you come up with, okay? It's all good.
: Come on, baby. It's nothin' like that. Danielle
: It's true. You just treat me like a piece of meat. Raddimus
: Not just any piece of meat, baby. A prime rib.
: [Drops the late-night arrivals' chicken breast on the floor
] Oops. How clumsy of me.
[Picks it up and puts it on the serving plate
: [Holds out the steak and drops it on the floor
] Oh, man, look what I did. I'm all thumbs today!