viva the digicam; or "in chinatown you can exchange a troll for them"
bev: hey katie, do you remember that time i sold my soul to that guy in the village with the video camera?
katie: yes, yes i do.
george: didn't we also hand over our souls to satan at one point?
katie: no dear, we gave them away for free, to satan.
george: it's more like we pledged it, really.
katie: yeah, i feel hell is like NPR in that way. you know? you give of yourself in order to maintain quality programming.
george: we got the cutest little tote bag.
katie: yeah, it says I'M A SOULLES FUCKING PIRATE!! on it. exclamation point, exclamation point.
george proceeds to read design magazine over Mike Ratz' shoulder, growling "cha cha cha cha cha. no soul no soul," muppet style. mike ratz makes movie of this on digicam.
katie: yes, yes i do.
george: didn't we also hand over our souls to satan at one point?
katie: no dear, we gave them away for free, to satan.
george: it's more like we pledged it, really.
katie: yeah, i feel hell is like NPR in that way. you know? you give of yourself in order to maintain quality programming.
george: we got the cutest little tote bag.
katie: yeah, it says I'M A SOULLES FUCKING PIRATE!! on it. exclamation point, exclamation point.
george proceeds to read design magazine over Mike Ratz' shoulder, growling "cha cha cha cha cha. no soul no soul," muppet style. mike ratz makes movie of this on digicam.