It will go like this tomorrow. Spiegel will try to initiate it. Bernstein won't care.
Spiegel: Just want to clear this up. Got a little sensitive yesterday. Fat jokes do that to me. As you all know, I'm fat. Got it off my chest. I'm good. I'm cool. Bernstein, I'm sure you regret what you said knowing my sensitivity to the subject. I won't ask for an apology. I think we can just move on.
Bernstein: I don't regret anything. I said I don't want "Front But" as Bears OC. I still don't want "Front But" as OC. I'm glad that "Front But" won't be the Bears OC. I wish that fat, disgusting pig would have died on the operating table when he was getting his stomach stapled. Just like I wish for all fat people who get that surgery. If they all died, my insurance rates would go down.
Spiegel: You mother fucking, insensitive, souless son of a bitch. I've been battling weight my entire life. You know I've had that surgery. For you to say that with no concern for my feelings is...is...amazing. You're not human. You're just not human. I have never met anybody like you in my life. I'm leaving.
Bernstein: Don't let the door hit you in the ass!!!! Oh wait, it won't. Your ass is in the front.
Boers: Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Drinky: Spiegel: I hate you!!!!! I hate you. (Runs out of studio. Slams studio door).
Mannelly: Ummmmm...sooooooo....do I leave now as well? Or what? Do I still have to finish tranny. Do I need to console him? What did Mac do? I'm still new here. Never had one of these before.