7/22/2007
PhoneBlogz post by Cao: Interview with Thinking Meat
Cao just recorded a new phoneblog, you can click here or on the player below to listen.
Cao just recorded a new phoneblog, you can click here or on the player below to listen.







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July 22nd, 2007 at 7:45 pm
Bawahahahahahahahahaha!
July 22nd, 2007 at 8:47 pm
Now that’s kind of you Cao, to give air time to the mentally challenged.
July 22nd, 2007 at 8:58 pm
You haven’t been able to kill him by starving him to death, so now you’re trying to kill him by feeding him too much?
Innovative strategy!
TD
July 23rd, 2007 at 12:42 am
She only did that knowing you can’t argue with an unarmed Moron.
July 23rd, 2007 at 6:51 pm
OMG. That was effin hilarious!!!!!!
And of course I spilt the coffee all over the place!
:mrgreen::mrgreen::mrgreen:
July 23rd, 2007 at 7:30 pm
I still think this meatbrain was an imposter. Meatbrain demands things. He calls you a liar. He makes stupid rhetorical arguments. This guy was like rainman.
July 23rd, 2007 at 7:32 pm
BWAHAHAH
Yea he was just a little wet under the ears eh?
LOL!!!!
July 24th, 2007 at 12:38 am
RAIN MAN???
++++++++++++++++++++++++
Susanna: You use me, you use Raymond, you use everybody.
Charlie: Using Raymond? Hey Raymond, am I using you? Am I using you Raymond?
Raymond: Yeah.
Charlie: Shut up! He is answering a question from a half hour ago!
Raymond: I’m an excellent driver.
Charlie: Listen… Ray, I don’t know if I’m gonna have a chance to talk to you again. Because you see, these… Dr. Bruner really likes you a lot, and he’s probably gonna take you back. You know?
Raymond: Yeah.
Charlie: What I said about being on the road with you I meant. Connecting. I like having you for my brother.
Raymond: I’m an excellent driver.
Charlie: [smiling] Yes, you are. I like having you for my big brother.
Raymond: C-H-A-R-L-I-E. C-H-A-R-L-I-E. Main man.
Charlie: I just realized I’m not pissed off anymore. My father cut me out of his will. You probably knew he tried to contact me over the years. I never called him back. I was a prick. If he was my son and didn’t return my calls, I’d have written him out. But it’s not about the money anymore. You know, I just don’t understand. Why didn’t he tell me I had a brother? Why didn’t anyone ever tell me that I had a brother? Because it’d have been nice to know him for more than just the past six days.
Dr. Bruner: Raymond’s unable to make decisions.
Charlie: You’re wrong.
Dr. Bruner: He can’t decide for himself.
Charlie: He’s capable of a lot more than you know!
[Raymond has jumped in the car with Susanna]
Charlie: Hey, who is this guy?
Susanna: He just jumped in the car.
Charlie: Yeah well he can jump out. Come on!
Raymond: I’m an excellent driver.
Charlie: That’s good. Come on! Susanna, why’d you let him get in this car? It’s not a toy.
Susanna: He says he drives this car.
Raymond: Dad lets me drive slow on the driveway every Saturday. ‘Course the seats were originally brown leather now they’re a pitiful red.
Charlie: [surprised] Hey, these seats were brown leather. You know this car?
Raymond: I know this car.
Charlie: How do you know this car?
Raymond: It’s a 1949 Buick Roadmaster. Straight 8. Fireball 8. Only 8,985 production models. Dad lets me drive slow on the driveway. But not on Monday, definitely not on Monday.
Charlie: Who’s your dad?
Raymond: Sanford Babbitt. 10961 Beachcrest Street, Cincinnati Ohio.
Charlie: That’s my address. Hey, who’s your mother?
Raymond: Eleanor Babbitt. Died January 5, 1965 after short and sudden illness.
Charlie: Who the hell are you?
Raymond: Uh oh, fifteen minutes to Judge Wapner.
[Raymond proceeds back to Walbrook, ignoring Charlie]
Charlie: Wait, I wanna ask you a question! Hey! Dr. Bruner, who is he?
Dr. Bruner: Raymond is your brother.
July 24th, 2007 at 5:35 am
uuugh
July 24th, 2007 at 8:29 am
ROFLMAO!