I like to eat.
Sorry about that.
Eating is, without a doubt,
my favorite ofthe survival-based activities.
Like, I'll breathe,but I don't enjoy it.
I don't like the way it feels.
A deep breath.
Everyone's alwayspushing a deep breath
in tough times.
They're the worst.
I find hunger very attractivein a man.
Yes, this is the momentwhere I reveal
that I'm a heterosexual.
And I'm not proud of it.
Nah, it's nothing to be proud ofin this day and age.
It's an embarrassment,
to lust after the common shaft.
It's like, "Does she read?"
But I do findthat hunger attractive,
in a man.
That's why I like to seehow he treats his buffalo wings.
I think it's very telling.
I think it's a great way
to feel someone out.
'Cause I-I-I got to say,
if a man's throwing bonesinto that bones pile,
and they stillhave flesh on 'em,
I'm not impressed.
Nah, I'm-I'm throwin' real bonesin there,
you know what I'm saying?(chuckles)
I'm throwing true bonesin there.
They are-- they are clean,and dry,
and ready to bea pirate wench's earring.
They're readyfor the bones pile, okay?
He's-he's throwingflesh lollipops in there.
It kind of makes me wonder,you know,
"Are you gonnaleave the meat on me, too?"
Are you someone
who's afraid to getinto the corners
where the flavor's at?