Baby: MOMMY! GET DADDY OUT OF THE TOILET! Uh, I mean.... nooboo!
Bartender Gage: Saaayyyy, you look familiar.
Firoz: You were probably stalking me. Weren't you a paparazzi every other time you've popped up?
Bartender Gage: It's hard to be a bartender without a bar. This place has been in existence for all of 12 minutes now.
Firoz: Took you long enough to get here. I had to chat with Boyd, of all people, waiting for a mixologist to show so I could fulfill this Wish for a drink.
Bartender Gage: Have another, no charge.
Firoz: Because I'm a celebrity?
Bartender Gage: That, and you're my face-twin.
Bartender: Do I know you?
Firoz: Uhm... *looks around, starts to sweat* Klatu Barada Nitko.... man. I'll have another Flaming Waylon.... man.
Bartender: Okay. That'll be $5.99 and a ticket to the Asylum.
Is this normal?
It's the new BAM commercial (BAM is a cleaning product).
BAM and the car is in your bedroom! (It's usually "BAM! And the Dirt is gone!")