Montreal's one and only Bowser and Blue!
Yeah!
Well...
Hello, how are you?
Good.
We're recording here today.
So any of those fucking stupid things you yell out will be preserved for posterity.
Right.
Yeah.
I've always wanted to get the Rugby team on tape myself.
It's funny, it's like one syllable.
And there's their...
Okay, um...
Is it rugby?
Rugby!
Rugby!
Rugby!
Rugby!
That's when you got into a big huddle and grabbed the other fella's balls.
Rugby!
Rugby!
Yeah.
Yeah, you can spot the rugby players because their ears are sort of squashed to their heads.
Yeah.
I don't feel so good either, though, I gotta tell you.
Why's that?
I just went, I had to go to the doctor.
What happened?
Well, as soon as I got into his office, he put on a rubber glove.
Ooh.
I hate it when that happens.
Well, you know, though, it is quite common for a doctor to do that, you know?
Well, maybe with yours, but mine is a psychiatrist.
You mean, face down on the couch?
Immediately.
Ooh.
A cheer of recognition from the Rugby team.
I went there as, you know, because I was afraid I got one of your sociable diseases there.
You know, you get from being real sociable, you get there.
You get it from having a little on the side, I think.
Really?
I didn't even know they'd moved it.
Have they moved it?
Oh, it's been where, last time I looked anyway.
So, the first thing he does is he says, well, I need urine.
Urine?
Urine.
He wanted a sample of your urine.
Your urine, he said.
Widdle. Your peepee, your tinkle, your number one.
I think they're with you now.
Actually, what he said was, would you mind going in there and siphon the python, is what he said.
Drain the main vein.
I said, what are you going to do?
Sell it to a weightlifter or something?
He got it.
And on top of that, he wants a stool, you know.
An example of your stool.
That's right, a stool.
I'll translate this for the rugby team, your poop.
And for the French rugby team, the poop de jour.
And I said, is that all?
He says, no, no, I need some semen as well.
Semen.
There's no cheers for that one.
Your jism, your sperm, your seed, your wild oats.
Your wild oats.
He wanted me to choke the chicken right there.
He wanted you to spank the monkey.
Bop the bologna.
Beat the bishop.
Whack the tack.
Bend the bone.
Punish Percy with the palm.
Go for it there.
And the Canadian one, my favorite, the Canadian one, "Pull the goalie."
It's what they do in the last couple of minutes of play
when they're real desperate,
you'll see them all on the bench pulling the goalie.
Oh, this one's a washout.
I said, so let me get this straight, Doc.
You want urine, you want semen, and you want a stool.
You want it all now.
He said, yeah, I said, well, best thing would be
if I just leave you my underpants and call you next week.
I had them on a couple of weeks.
That's okay.
They're not really my underpants anyway.
They're the rugby teams.
One pair.
You know how it goes with those guys?
Now, this week, you guys, you've got to change your underwear.
You change with him.
You change with him.
You change with him.
You change with him.