This Hour has a Blooper

"RING RING"
"Yo Dude. This is "The Hour" George here. Sup Man?"
"This is the President."
"Hey! Mr. Bush. I'm so thrilled you call. . ."
"Not THAT president! This is the CBC President. Is this George Papapoopalotapiss?"
"Well. . . uh. . . Hey, yeah, that's close enough, yeah, yeah, that's me."
"How do you spell that?"
"M-E-"
"No, you idiot! How do you spell your name?"
"G-E-O-R. . ."
"Jeez! YOUR LAST NAME!"
"My last name? Damned if I know. My mother always did that for me."
"Ah yes, your mother. . . A fine lady. I was speaking with her yesterday."
"Golly! That's great dude. uh, I mean Mr. President. What'd she have to say?"
"She said your brother is an only child."
"Hmmm. That's strange. She never mentioned anything about that to me."
"She also said you think a club sandwich is made of wood."
"Well, like, duh, man. what else could a CLUB sandwich be made of? DUH!"
"Listen George, We've told you before, stop mentioning about all those emails you get, accusing the CBC of being biased toward the Liberals. It's just drawing attention to the fact."
"But Sir, I love the CBC. I was just defending. . ."
"George, you defending the CBC is like Clifford Olsen defending daycare centres!"
"Clifford who?"
"George, the only reason you have a show is to make Mansbridge look better when he comes on right after you."
"Oh yeah man, he really looked great in that cinnamon suit last week. Any chance I could wear a suit like that on my show so I could look that good too?"
"You poor, mentally challenged, wannabe hippy! The only way you could look good would be for us to tear out all those clangy decorations from your body and put you beside Scott Brison!"
"Scott who?"
"Brison? He's that traitorous little weasel who'd vote yes to marry your male dog if he thought he'd get a little pat on the popo from papa Stephane."
"Ho, dude! DUH! Sorry man, I don't have a dog! DUH!"
"I'm happy for the dog!"
"And also, DUH! I betcha think I donno what clitoris means. Like, DUHHHH!"
"CLICK"

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