Applesauce Page #2
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- 2015
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- It's the first time
i called in.
- You're as low-brow
as they get.
- Stevie bricks
is not low-brow, okay.
He's an anthropologist.
- He has people call in
to break wind on air.
Did you call in to do that?
my air on air.
- Why did you call?
- He doesn't do that anymore, by the way.
- So, why did you call in?
- Yeah, why did you call in?
- All right, once a week
he has this segment
called tell-all Tuesday,
where callers call in
and they tell a story.
They tell the worst thing
they've ever done.
To talk about the worst
thing I've ever done.
- Yeah, what's the worst thing you've ever done?
- I don't want to talk about it.
- You were going to tell all of New York.
- Yeah.
The moment is gone though.
- No, no, no,
the moment's not gone.
The moment is now.
- Tell us.
Do you know this story?
I mean, he's done some
really shitty things,
so I would love to know
Tell us.
I cut a guy's fingers off.
- What?
- Bullshit.
- No, it's true. I did.
- Bullshit.
- I was at a frat party
in college,
partying and drinking.
So, I was waiting in line
to go to the bathroom.
There's a girl standing there,
she's cute
I start flirting.
Because I've had a few drinks
and got a lot of bravado.
I'm very charming, you know,
when I'm drunk.
So we're talking,
having a good time,
we're laughing.
This is all in the span
of a few minutes.
Then, out of the blue, this big
dude comes out of the bathroom
and he sees me
talking to this girl.
Obviously it's his girlfriend.
And he says, "what the f*** are
you doing talking to my girl?"
- It's his girlfriend?
- Apparently, it's his girlfriend.
What were you saying to her?
Nothing, I don't remember.
- People get jealous,
you know... College guys.
- I'm just flirting with her
like people do at parties.
It was a long time ago.
I was drunk and stoned.
I wasn't saying anything
crude or untoward.
He's throttling you
and then what?
- He's smacking you
around like a little b*tch.
- No, he's not slapping me
around like a little b*tch,
but he's pushing me
up against the wall
and he's screaming at me.
- He's actually assaulting me.
- Right.
- So, I don't take sh*t
like that from anybody.
I may be a small guy,
but if people f*** with me,
I'll f*** sh*t up
if I get provoked.
- Okay, just tell us the story.
- Anyway, Rambo.
So I just react
and I just shove the guy
as hard as I can
I wrestled in high school.
I'm a strong motherf***er.
I can get people
off balance, right.
So the guy's on the floor,
and he's writhing around
and he stands up and
- because I've humiliated him in front of all these people.
- Good, good.
- He deserved it, right?
- Yeah, he deserved it.
- I hate punks like that.
- I do too,
- but, at the same time, he stands
up and he's really pissed off now.
So I'm a little scared,
not because I'm a p*ssy,
but this is seriously
some f***ed up sh*t.
and he charges me
with his hands out like this
and my fight or flight
response takes hold.
So I just slam the
bathroom door and I run.
I just run like hell.
But the thing is, this
bathroom door is really heavy.
It's like one of these big
industrial bathroom doors,
so when it slams,
and I slam it shut,
It's like "wham!"
You know, really, really hard.
i hear all this screaming
and yelling, like,
"oh my god!"
It's complete pandemonium.
And I look up and this frat
guy is back on me again
and he's like,
"look what you did to me!
Look what you did to me,
mother f***er!"
- And there's blood everywhere.
- Oh my god.
Again, I'm a little stone
and inebriated.
There's blood all over
my sweater,
blood all over the walls.
He says,
"look what you did to me!"
And I look up
and two of his fingers
are missing.
They're cut off and there's
blood just gushing everywhere.
Again, this is a frenzy.
It's out of control.
- It's complete bedlam.
- I can't believe you didn't tell me this.
- The door cut his f***ing fingers off.
- Really?
- Is it a heavy, heavy door?
It could have done that?
- It wasn't like they were
dangling or mangled.
- They were clean cut.
- Off? Off?
- Off.
- And then what happened?
So everybody's freaking out.
The guy's freaking out.
And I just run, I run like hell.
I run out of the frat house.
I run across campus.
And I pretty much hide in the
dorm room until the next day.
Did you get into trouble?
- They didn't have
cell phones back then
so no one took a photo.
- No one saw you.
No one fingered you?
- People saw me, but they
didn't know who we were.
We used to go to these frat
parties, my friend and I.
We would bounce
around frat court.
We would go from one
frat party to next frat party,
- drinking their beer, f***ing their women.
- Right, sure.
- That's the way you do, or the way one does.
- You guys...
- Anyway, that's the
worst thing I ever did.
- Did you ever wonder
whatever happened to that guy?
- I wouldn't know that guy
if I saw him today.
- You don't think that's
hanging over your head.
The guy's somewhere
standing nearby.
- It could be this guy right here
and I wouldn't even know. You know?
How are you guys doing?
- Good.
- Good, a little nauseated.
Anybody want dessert?
- Yes, I'll have the tiramisu.
- No!
- Oh, this is so good.
- Why didn't you guys just get your own?
- I just wanted a bite.
- Take your time, whenever you guys are ready.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- No, no we got this.
- Yeah.
- This is our turn.
- Are you sure?
You guys paid last time.
- Did we?
- Yeah.
- Yeah,
it's definitely our turn.
- I mean, this place is more
expensive than the last place,
but that's fine.
Goodnight, babe.
Oh sweetheart,
I'm really stuffed.
That food was so rich.
- You want to fool
around a little bit?
I'm really tired, honey.
I had a f***ing long day.
Fine.
- Hey.
- Yeah.
I love you.
I love you too.
Les?
Huh?
- What's the worst thing
you've ever done?
- I need to tell you something.
- Huh, what?
I love you.
- Huh?
- I love you.
- Hey look at me for a second.
- What?
- I love you.
- I know.
- No, I mean, I really,
really love you.
You're the most beautiful
women I've ever seen in my life.
If I believed in god,
everyday, that he made you
just stupid enough to marry me.
Thanks.
- Thank you for
making her so stupid.
I don't know what i
would do without you.
You're very sweet.
We should make a baby.
No.
What the f***.
- That's the most disgusting
thing I've ever heard
in my entire life.
- You asked me
and I told you.
Why the f*** did you ask me
if you didn't want to hear it.
You peed on a puppy?
An innocent puppy?
It was in f***ing high school.
It was ages ago.
You're with your punk ass
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