Relax.

Okay.

The manhood is gone.

Trying to swim in love.

I wanted to be more like my clones here.

I wanted to blend in.

I stood out too much like a sore thumb.

Plus, I wanted to look oh so sexy for Colonel Sandy here because we're playing.

I love you, Colonel Sanders.

A KFC dating simulator came out the other day.

I actually kind of excited about it because it looks it looks self aware enough to be great, so I'm gonna try it.

What is my name?

Big Daddy.

Look at that finger licking good.

Those were not the only fingers I'm going to be licking if you get my drift, Gamers, I'm gonna fist Colonel Sanders.

You sleep softly as the morning sun casts a warm glow through the window of your modest student apartment.

The world is peaceful and serene.

You could stay in the booth or not, because something more annoying than jacks up.

The guy is yelling Brake.

You drink up.

Now, now, now, for your first day of culinary scores.

Time to smack that clock top of morning up on Adam lying in bed, you stare at the ceiling thinking about everything that awaits you at the prestigious University of Cooking School Academy of Learning, your mind begins to wonder who will be there.

What will you cook?

What would you wear?

Time begins to fly by and you find your imagination getting away from you.

You're not yourself.

The daydream a bit thinking about the future Thinking about Colonel Sanders naked on if his body is as good as his chicken it's here.

Finally, your first day of culinary school.

So many dishes to prepare so many students to meet so many teachers told years time Mind is swimming with possibilities.

When you realize you're running late you grab a biscuit and burst out the door in a hurry.

Nugget biscuit nugget in a biscuit.

Delicious.

Just what you needed to wake up those taste foods.

Yikes!

You're in such a hurry.

In fact, that you forgot to put any deodorant on.

You smell like a sack of pig shit.

You're sweating buckets as you rush to arrive on time.

Oh, turns out you forgot pants as well.

Is that BTS in the background?

That's just straight up.

BTS I've got my own boy band.

All right, Uh, we're we're not called BTS.

We call J es ese sense for Jack septic egos.

Standing in the quad, you gaze upon the magnificent University of Cooking School Academy of Learning.

Here comes your lifelong best friend forever, Miriam.

She's the most adorably awkward person you've ever met, and you absolutely love her for it.

She is adorably awkward, but so damn relatable to gamers.

Daddy, I may have made a mistake with the name.

Are you excited for the first day of the rest of our lives?

Actually, I Because you're excited, a little nervous.

I shit my pants a little bit earlier today, but I am never tell because you smell worse than I do with no deodorant.

Okay, a lot nervous.

What's that?

It's just that this morning I made breakfast for myself.

Wow, when I ate it, my good day said he loved the food.

What, No gun.

One of Gordon Ramsay puts a sandwich on me and calls me a donkey classic Mariam, raised by master chef parents She's older, always held herself to a very high standard.

She's over here cooking.

Do coffee with broccoli, Rob and I'm over here cooking grilled cheese.

I eat a biscuit for breakfast, Bitch!

You're over here, Tommy, that Oh, my food's not good enough.

Ever since we were little babies playing together and you rescued rescued me from that quick sand box, it's been clear to me that you're the most loving, caring person I know.

You're gonna do great, Miriam.

University of Cookies.

You can't be a burning favors.

Three day only semesters and Jackson think is How did we get here?

Life Shoe company world.

You're afraid of being left behind and never catching up.

We'll get faster.

A sweet girl, Miriam has always had a flair for the dramatic.

This summer she got so nervous this summer she got so nervous about her first kiss there she chipped a tooth practicing on a mannequin.

Coming soon talk Your best friend changes the subject.

Pep talk.

I'm great at pep talks.

Hey, stop, collaborate and listen.

Remember last month when we saw that fortune teller and had our Tara Tara, Tara, Fred the lady with the mask you gave me nightmares who've been trying to forget?

I know she looks spooky, but she was so sweet and she told you that you were destined for great things.

remember that carriage with the fancy looking tower?

It was leading people called it Pisa.

And another card featuring the handsome fellow in the red suit.

Deadpool.

I'm excited.

Ryan Reynolds Sixties amount of life I've been waiting for so long to meet a handsome fellow I could call my own.

Well, see, there's the problem is that you're calling him your own.

I fucked up my headphones.

Here we go.

Six set.

And I'm sure you will.

Soon, in no time we'll be graduating and you'll be delighting the world with your heartfelt cooking in no time at all.

The music's great.

As you talk, Miriam up, You can feel her nerves begin to ease.

This post does not say nerves eased.

And if that reside these killer bangs You looked like Balmer.

You believe I could be myself?

Yes.

Yes, I can.

It looks like somebody drove over your face with a lawn mower.

You can definitely believe it.

I cannot believe it.

They're not so good.

Shut up!

This this head can only tell the truth.

This head lies on.

This is a happy middle.

Okay, Don't listen to this.

Guys, before you can get another word out your rudely interrupted when someone smacks your books and custom and grave measuring spoons out of your hands and onto the ground, it's Ashley or Asia Lee, your earth rival.

Oh no, she's got a snaggle tooth.

Do you think she's able to get a can of something?

And that's why she's maybe she, like, pierces the bottom of it.

Shotguns?

What about us?

But you can't help but feel be filled with jealousy.

She can get anything she wants.

She knows it.

Damn, Actually think, though she get chicken thighs.

Underthings.

Hello, Ashley.

Oh, I didn't see you there.

Chicken shins.

Good being roasted alive.

Being deep fried like Colonel Sanders.

Kentucky fried flavored, finger licking chicken.

You leave Big Daddy's Shin's alone.

They're perfectly normal.

Shit's great Shin's.

They could stop a train.

You can't stand Ashley.

Even her name is annoying.

You know, for a fact that it's actually Ashley, but she had to add extra letters to make herself feel better than everyone.

She gives me a little blood.

It's okay, Miriam.

Miriam, get your knives out.

Get your culinary equipment out.

Its stab a bitch.

If anyone here knows what perfection looks like, it's us.

We're not gonna let you or your weirdly you everything Weird insults.

Get tow us.

Take you in your voluptuous chest out of here.

Across the quiet.

Oh, no, not my quads.

You see Ashley's best friend, Van Van the man They're really their name.

Big Daddy has stopped to look at his own reflection in the mirror.

His pants are so tight, you can see him casually working out his glutes while he styles his hair.

No lie, their rocket glutes.

I mean, if you got it, flaunt it, baby.

Van van.

Oh, baby.

Oh, he looks like, um put a put a prisoner from one punch, man.

You rang right?

You've never been sure what their arrangement is, but as long as you've known them, Ashley and Vagn Vagn have been just as close as you and Miriam, but substantially more devious.

I do ready the bus and not up in this school.

I can't believe that University of Cooking School Academy of earning with the Jacks have to guy how to begin here live from comedy World tour.

Do you have 90 minutes?

Whenever allow people like you to attend the students.

I know, right?

You think they just had us our diplomas now as going maybe, Hira says, Hi, iris.

Honest professors.

You're amateurs.

Could learn a lot from us.

With the day of school about to Stern, there's just No, there's just not time to properly tell these two off cirrhosis to urge You do look like fucking idiots.

Never mind.

Let's go, Miriam.

See you later, Losers.

Who's sassy last time is this.

As you approach the door, you see a goofy looking kid pushing hair and against the window directly next to it.

I already hate e Think it's broken, reached forward and easily pull the door open.

That should do the trick.

Classic pulling when he should have pushed it.

Says it on the door.

You fucking idiot.

I love you.

Okay, I think you mean Oh, I think you mean thank you.

My name is Bob.

I was named after my pop.

He's old, my family.

Could someone like this also be a student at the school?

He must be one heck of a chef.

Also, his name Taik clearly says Blip, Plop.

But I guess he's reading it upside down his name tag says Bob, but he's reading it upside down as pop.

Hi, pop.

I'm Big Daddy.

So you gonna make me hold this door all day?

And with that, the young man walks into the building.

Is it just me, or is he kind of cute?

Just you must be.

You're terribly cut.

Bangs actually said that.

Do you?

Do you think he's cute?

No.

I think he looked like he was trying to a thorn bush backwards.

Does that really mean?

Stop it.

I told you.

And he tells the truth, Asshole.

You both shrug your shoulders before following him into the building.

You step.

Who's this?

That is not the Colonel.

What do we get to meet the colonel?

We don't get the sex.

The Colonel.

You stand at the edge of the room on your shore.

Where to sit.

Other students wander in and keep themselves busy chitchatting as my teacher.

A dog?

That's my teacher in tow.

That delightful little corgi, a scruffy looking pooch takes his place at the podium at the front of the class.

Adorable.

Now, now, quiet down, everyone.

That's a reasonably cute pup.

In wasting our culinary class, you must be sprinkled instructor and CEO of U.

S.

U C s a l o.

Please call me Professor Dog.

I may be cute.

A widow on four feet, but I still doing my respect.

What a cute dog is our professor.

This is the best school ever.

A guess only a dog's nose is capable of picking up all the nuances of fine dining.

Give it a sense of taste, of shit.

Military Eat his own shit.

I've seen a corgi eat its own ship before.

Out of nowhere, wind begins to rush around you is a swirl of cherry blossom petals.

Fill the air and say the class of Sougou Chile Someone going out and then he walks in Kerney.

Oh, you're not old enough to see this.

Oh, Frank, my nips and call me chicken.

So sexy.

God damn!

You're immediately swept up in the aura of this new student in his remarkable goatee.