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"Be The Living Damned Week #8: How did we get here from there?"
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08-09-06, 10:16 AM (EST)
 
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"Be The Living Damned Week #8: How did we get here from there?" |
Look at this. My Final Three. Nine gone, and this is what remains. Three -- somethings. Definitely three (blurred) somethings, who may or may not be (censored) chefs. Can't I just get rid of all three of them and start over fresh next summer? (Bleeped)! What a (censored) nightmare... Okay, we're going to do a really hard one this time. Here's my signature dish. Isn't it delicious? Isn't it impossible for any other chef in the world to do? Let's find out. Now that you've tasted it, recreate it! No, you don't get a recipe, work from your taste buds. Keith may have a handicap there, but I'm an equal opportunity (censored) employer. Twenty minutes, people -- there, done. Let's see who came the closest. Hmmm. None of this is particularly horrible, at least not to the point where I have to throw up on camera, but Virginia's come the closest. Heather, Keith, you belong to Jean Phillipe for the rest of the afternoon. Yes, that includes going to his private rooms. Virginia, let me teach you some tricks of the trade. Why are you smiling like that? No, really. You always (censored) smile like that. It's disturbing. Let's have another test tonight during the dinner service. I want all of you to run the hot plate. No, one at a time: we're already short on staff and I'm not going to (bleeped) cook. Why on earth would a head chef (censored) cook? That's why we become head chefs: so we can stop! We are a little short on staff, though... Scott, Mary Ann, pick stations. There, that should be enough. Scott, Mary Ann, do something wrong for each of them. Let's see if they catch it. Keith, you spotted the bad pasta and sent it back, but you also sent your attitude all the way back to the first episode! This may be a problem. Heather, you found the lousy mash, but you let it go out to the floor? That is a problem. And Virginia can tell white from pink. I'm shocked. No, really. I'm (censored) stunned here. And still more attitude from Keith. And more lost tracking from Virginia. And Heather's twenty-eighth nervous breakdown of the season. And yet, we still got through another dinner service. Welcome to the (blurred) age of (bleeped) miracles. Each of you, nominate one person to go out. Heather and Keith both picked Virginia. Really, the tasers just keep on coming. Virginia is sick of Keith's attitude. You know something? So am I. He's not the worst cook in the world and he's got a touch of creativity, but he's also ready to open Keith's Low Riders at the Red Rock. This is a problem. Keith, you're gone. What's that you said? I have a what for Virginia? Is that some sort of American dish? Why do you have to be so rude? Can't you see I'm a delicate man whose feelings are easily hurt? Your picture isn't even worth burning, especially since you'll be back in five minutes anyway. Congratulations to my Final Two! Virginia, you're creative and have charisma, but you completely lose your head under pressure. Heather, you're a solid cook and you can really run a kitchen, but you need five years of reflection time in the nearest asylum. Between the two of you, I probably have one sound head chef. Both of you, into the (censored) blender. Maybe if I start on puree'...
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08-09-06, 03:36 PM (EST)
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4. "RE: Be The Living Damned Week #8: How did we get here from there?" |
No <censored> way, I'm not working for a woman! Who's the male finalist, that's who I want to work for... Oh <blurred> What the <Bleep> is Keith doing in the Loser's Back Alley? That leaves Heather as the other finalist? Well there's no <blurred> way I'm working for a Woman! I'll just continue to sit out here in the back alley until the season's over. What do you mean the contract I signed says I have to return for the final show? This <censored> sucks! Ok, I want to be in Heather's Kitchen. Since she's one of Darth Tater minions, I'll technically be working for a potato and not a woman. 
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14. "RE: Be The Living Damned Week #8: How did we get here from there?" |
I can't wait to get back in the kitchen and cook up some killer leg of lamb. You know, at my last restaurant I got fired cuz the chef couldn't stand that I made leg of lamb better than his.Anyone need some help in the kitchen? I'm a born leader and motivator! *POOT* Whoopsie, excuse me. teeheehee. 
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*swish* *zing!* Another strike for the Potatoes of Earth! 