[Replayed my usual fantasy of the joys of retirement from Calcutecdom.]
[I just…I love you. Even though I’m broken.]
[Nice mashed potatoes, good, crunchy chicken, a lot of flavor. And I can't believe my hearts still pounding, I can't believe how close I came And meanwhile heavens falling.]
[So we do this powder in the paste? Yeah. And we'll cook that down? Yes.]
[We are not going anywhere.]
[Stop calling. It's time to let me be. If you think you can save me. I'd dare you to try.]
[CAN I HAVE FRENCH FRY]
[...we're headed to Portland, Oregon, but stop calling. [ Laughs ]It's time to let me be. If you think you can save me? I'd dare you to try.]
[Stop calling. [ Laughs ]It's time to let me be. If you think you can save me? I'd dare you to try. What wouldn't you love about that?]
[Stop calling. It's time to let me be. If you think you can save me. I'd dare you to try.]
[Look at that. You don't get that in California. Look at that "nobule" of meat. Is that food talk? This is a winner right here.]
[I mean, that is some crispy chicken. There's no body, it's not a homicide -- The breading's not too heavy.]