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Brady: “No.”
Madsen: “Alrighty then, alrighty! Let's see... his favorite food is.. Football?”
Madsen looks down at his list.
Madsen: “His favorite food is football because he eats it for breakfast and dinner? Uh, did I get that right Peyton?”
Peyton: “No, no you didn’t.”
Madsen: “Aw, dude. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that, man. I messed it all up, I’m sorry.” He goes to try and hug Peyton who dodges. Peyton: “It’s fine, keep going.”
Madsen stumbles.
Madsen: “I’m sorry man, I’m so sorry!” He stops, lifting his fist up to his mouth. He tries to run to the bathroom but ends up hurling all over Clemens, who sits there in shock for a moment or two. “Dude! Rocket! I’m so sorry! I must have ate too many Yodels, dude. I’m so sorry!”
Clemens promptly gets up, grabs some more beer and storms upstairs.
A-Rod: “Wow, he handled that well..”
McBeam stumbles over to the front of the room.
McBeam: “Okay, LaDainian -- you need to finish yours and Roger’s. You have to do it, you just have to. Sorry.” He hiccups and sways back over to his chill spot.LaDainian shrugs and moves to the front of the room.
LaDainian: “It’s okay, Roger didn’t answer any of my questions anyway. He just kept telling me Vizio’s sucked and sometimes he thought I might be retarded. He didn’t mean it though, guy had like three beers, I think? He was crazy. But about me, shucks, where do I start? I learned the value of hard work and being classy early on. I was barely walking and already I was running around the yard, little football helmet on, working out and being polite! I was always trying to get better and I was polite to EVERYONE in my town. They all knew me as polite, classy LaDainian. I used to get SO MANY free cookies!”
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