Tom: (spoken) Hey, Susie, what's the matter? Crow: (spoken) Yeah, Susie. What's wrong? Mike: (spoken) Oh, nothing… (deep breath) ...I guess. Tom: Come on, Susie! You can tell us! Crow: Yeah! Mike: Gee, I don't know, girls. Well… okay, it's like this… Bots: Uh-huh… Mike: You know Steve? Bots: (enthusiastic) UH-HUHHH! Mike: (singing) Steve's a werewolf, but he's my guy… He's different from the rest, I don't know why. But my mother and pop, they disapprove… But no one can stop us, for it's true loove. Bots: Huh? Mike: (spoken normally) Well, I had to rhyme the two words… Tom: (spoken normally) Ah, okay. Crow: (spoken normally) Sure. Sing. Tom: (spoken normally) Got it. Got it. Go ahead. Mike: (singing) Where, o, werewolf… Bots: (singing backup over and over) Shimmy-bop. Shimmy-do-bop-shoe-bop… Mike: I've looked everywhere, wolf. Where, o, where… Where is my werewolf? Mike: (spoken) Listen up, girls. Tom: Okay. Mike: (singing) Late one night, we drove in his car… To Makeout Point… it wasn't that far... Tom: (spoken normally) Take the Hiawatha exit, left at the first stop sign. Crow: Shhhh! Mike: (spoken) Well, whose story is this, Carol? Tom: (spoken falsetto) Sorry! Heh heh heh heh! Mike: (singing) The moon was full… he pulled me close… I held his paw and I touched his cold nose… Crow: (spoken normally) That means he's healthy! Hee hee! Mike: (spoken) But just then his hairy paws caused the wheel to slide! I screamed! Too late! We hit a tree! He died! Bots: (spoken) Gee, that's too bad, Susie! Mike: (singing) Where, o, werewolf… Bots: (singing backup again) Shimmy-bop. Shimmy-do-bop-shoe-bop… Mike: I've looked everywhere, wolf. Where, o, where… O where, o where, o where… Is my werewooooolf?
Solowka was a slippery bastard. I met him in Basingstoke when he contested a Southern Regional semi final posing as Petr Sminski! Fancy going in as a ringer! I knew who he really was, despite his blond wig. A right wrong’ un.
I love the detail when Mike picks the teacup up, you can hear the cubes clinking. Meaning he's just drinking an empty teacup with two sugar cubes inside it.
So according to Copilot AI, this equation here D=1/2gt(Squared) where g is approximately 9.8 m/s² and t is 9 seconds. This gives us D=1/2 x 9.8m/s (squared) X 9(seconds) (Squared) that equals out to d (feet)= 396.9 \times 3.281 = 1302.37 feet. That's how far apparently Mike fell into Servo's moat. About 1300 feet. AI could be wrong on that though. I also calculated 9 seconds because that's how long it took in the video before he splashed down. Also a fall from that distance would kill you or severely injure you. Mike groaned like he was injured but, this is comedy and falling long distances doesn't seem to hurt them as Crow had demonstrated before. However, Crow is a a robot and can't actually feel pain as Joel tested by batting him around the ears a few seasons before this one. So, at the very least Mike is as durable as Crow and Tom. Also, this is comedy.
@@MarkTomczak Yes AI did take that into consideration from what it said. It could still be wrong and again this is comedy and a puppet show so, I’m not too bothered. Just thought of trying to do something as wacky as this. Lol
Caller definitely sounded ethnic, which is very interesting now because I couldn't remember if that was the case back in the 90's. Knowing what we know now...
Loveline's greatest service to humanity wasn't them trying to help people; it's all the documentation of how utterly retarded the general public is... and this was 20 years ago...these days people are dumber and would push back against Drew and Adam as white males who can't tell them what to do. If you listen to their podcast these days 98% of people who call don't even know how to use a phone -- they ask as question and then start making a shit ton of noise on their end of the call and talking to other people in the room instead of listening to the answer.
I mean she basically describes exactly how all NPCs cope with the chirp - they just ignore it. A result of the most natural coping mechanisms built into the human brain, kind of like how the extremely rare cases of people who can't stop hiccuping and hiccup for 30 years straight, just tune it out to be as natural as breathing. An ear piercing chirp every 60 seconds is no different than breathing to the most common NPC. Of course the real implication here is that MOST normal people go insane after about 5 minutes let alone four fucking years, that is where the animals are separated from those with a conscious lmao. These NPCs clearly and definitively exist on a lower plane of conscious that speaks volumes eventually explaining their predictable stimuli to nearly everything else in society and life. Scary shit.
Lol the time that John the drummer for System of a Down CALLED IN THE SHOW while it was LIVE on the air, and Adam left EARLY to go MEET JOHN in a parking lot to get a copy of the movie!!!!!! 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
