Not so Kool-Aid - Dane Cook

I’ll tell you what dream used to scare me when I was a little kid

Used to actually totally give me nightmares:

Remember those kool-aid commercials?

Where that, no, that talking bowl of punch

He would come crashing through your fuckin' wall in your living room?

You wouldn’t even know it (crash)

Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!

Oh Yeah!

Right?

And all the little kids were all excited.

«Yes!

Yes!»

And then they would drink out of him after debris fell in his open, dumb head

He would pour himself.

«Oh yeah!

Oh yeah!»

Him and his crazy tights

I don’t like that.

I don’t like when juice wears tights

It’s a horrible combination, a bowl of juice wearing tights

Fuck drinking out of him, if that was me I’d be like

«No, no, no.

You fix that wall before my dad gets home from work

He’s gunna beat me with a belt

He’s not gonna believe a talking bowl of fruit punch came in here

You stupid idiot

Yeah comin' through the wall is real fuckin' cool

Using the front door is cool!

Don’t touch me you drink!

Don’t touch me you giant beverage!

You are sweating or condensating

I will kick you in the tights and you will go down your very top heavy

You glass bitch

You glass bastard.»

«Oh yeah!»

«Oh no.

Naughty, naughty kool-aid.»

«Oh yeah?»

«No, no»

«Oh yeah?»

«No.»