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| - Kyle: [pulling head up from book] Todd? You okay? Todd: [clearly not] Yeah, I'm fine. Kyle: Were you going to do your Top Ten list? Todd: Maybe...no...I don't wanna. I hated this year so much. It was just so bad. Kyle: Well, that doesn't mean there weren't good things about this year, too. Todd: I guess. Kyle: You can do this. You just need to get up, [Todd is about to drink] find your positivity and... [Todd starts opening a bottle of bourbon] oh, dear. Paw: [plopping down on the couch] Hey, what's wrong with Todd? Kyle: He's drinking again. Elisa Hansen: [offstage] Hey, what's going on?
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| - Kyle: [pulling head up from book] Todd? You okay? Todd: [clearly not] Yeah, I'm fine. Kyle: Were you going to do your Top Ten list? Todd: Maybe...no...I don't wanna. I hated this year so much. It was just so bad. Kyle: Well, that doesn't mean there weren't good things about this year, too. Todd: I guess. Kyle: You can do this. You just need to get up, [Todd is about to drink] find your positivity and... [Todd starts opening a bottle of bourbon] oh, dear. Paw: [plopping down on the couch] Hey, what's wrong with Todd? Kyle: He's drinking again. Paw: That's not good. We're still cleaning out the vomit from July. Elisa Hansen: [offstage] Hey, what's going on? Paw: Todd's off the wagon again. Elisa: Let me talk to him. Todd: Fall Out Boy fans... Elisa: Hey, Todd, I know you've been depressed lately about your work, but you've still got your friends, and your fans [A guy pops up behind couch with a knife], and everyone's been really looking forward to your... wait, is that our bourbon? [Gasps] You stole our alcohol again?! You still haven't replaced all the Captain Morgan you took last time! [Todd takes another drink] Damn it, you...you mooch! I can't believe you! This is the last time you're ever invited to any of our... Paw: Kyle, you'd better handle this. Kyle: Uh, Todd, I know you said that you didn't like this year very much, and I know you don't want to sit there and just praise songs that weren't very good. Todd: [drunk, putting bottle down] No, they're good...probably better than last year's even. Kyle: [Paw peering in from side] Well, see? There you go! You did more positive reviews this year than I've ever seen you do; that's half your list right there. Todd: Actually, some of those songs didn't even make the list. Kyle: [Paw still peering in from side] You have enough good songs, you've had to cut some of them back? Well, what are you waiting for? Get in there and be the best hooded... silhouetto of a man that you can be! Todd: Yeah! Yeah, you're right. You're right, this year had plenty of good music, I'm just whining. I'm gonna get up and I'm gonna talk about the pop music I love. I...give me a second. Todd falls out of his chair, out of camera, and vomits. Kyle is about to say something, but thinks better of it and goes back to reading The Disaster Artist. Todd is still puking... Let's do this!
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