Brad: “Man, have you ever thought about how harsh the Disney corporation can be with its child stars?”
Blind Crab Jefferson: (aside) “Aw, Shrimp Claw, I told you we shouldn’t have gone drinking with the clams. Brad gets all morose and Todd starts spinning all over the place. This sucks.”
Brad: “No, come on, Jefferson. I’m serious. Think about it. They all turn into girls your mom would not allow to use the towels. Britney Spears – a mess. Christina Aguilera – that whole Xtina dirrrty girl period. Vanessa Hudgens – slut. Lindsay Lohan – oh god. Lohan. I’d even put Miley Cyrus on a yellow alert. What is it about being a former Disney child star that puts these girls on the stripper career path? Are they just being chewed up and spat out like a bad oyster? I half expect extreme bondage photos of Annette Funicello cropping up any day now.”
Shrimp Claw: “Dude. It’s a beautiful day, we’re having a nice lunch here, downing a couple brews, chilling out. Why do you have to bring this downer shit up now?”
Brad: “Nothing. Forget it. It’s just that our waitress is bumming me out a little. Doesn’t she look familiar?”
