| rdfs:comment | - Brad and Jerrid Play Candyland (April 18, 2010) [Opening titles are shown] [Brad and Jerrid are playing Candyland with pieces of candy in the middle of the board. Jerrid turns and card over and it’s red] Jerrid: Ha, red space! Eat candy! Brad: I can’t! Jerrid: What? Brad: I can’t eat anymore fucking candy! Blue space, eat candy. Green space, eat candy. Black space, eat candy. You know, there wasn’t even a black space, you just wanted to eat candy. Jerrid: How the hell did you make it past Halloween as a child with all those stomach problems you have? Brad: Easy, I wasn’t twenty-seven. Jerrid: Dude!
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| abstract | - Brad and Jerrid Play Candyland (April 18, 2010) [Opening titles are shown] [Brad and Jerrid are playing Candyland with pieces of candy in the middle of the board. Jerrid turns and card over and it’s red] Jerrid: Ha, red space! Eat candy! Brad: I can’t! Jerrid: What? Brad: I can’t eat anymore fucking candy! Blue space, eat candy. Green space, eat candy. Black space, eat candy. You know, there wasn’t even a black space, you just wanted to eat candy. Jerrid: How the hell did you make it past Halloween as a child with all those stomach problems you have? Brad: Easy, I wasn’t twenty-seven. Jerrid: Oh so what, twenty-seven’s the new fifty? Brad: It’s your turn. Jerrid: Oh, right. [Jerrid eats a piece of candy without even rolling the dice] Brad: See! You just wanted to eat candy! You didn’t even take you’re turn. Jerrid: Dude, you’re really bringing down game night. Brad: We don’t have game night. Your date just canceled on you. Jerrid: Oh, this is the first of a long series of game nights, my friend. Brad: Oh yeah, I look forward to playing Shoots and Ladders with our Slip N’ Slide. Jerrid: Dude! Brad: We don’t have a Slip N’Slide. Jerrid: Fuck! Well, this could be considered a date. Brad: Fuck you, its two losers playing Candyland on a Friday. Jerrid: Yeah but there’s music, a muted television, and… [Jerrid points out two glasses of white wine] Brad: This isn’t a date. And if your date was drinking out of a water bottle, like I am, instead of the wine you bought us, then clearly the two of you have trust issues. Jerrid: You don’t like the wine I prepared? Brad: Well, it’s…November. Jerrid: So…red wine season? Brad: Please. Jerrid: All right. Be right back. Brad: Is…is it my turn? [Credits]
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