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I love how they are running a continuous video loop on stage behind her of pickle footage. CLASSIC!
I'm gonna take a stab at two things here.
1. She is also afraid of dicks - she's gotta be. They should take her to the dick factory to confront her fears.
2. She doesn't quite know how to act afraid well enough to be on the t.v. - They need to her to the "afraid" factory and learn her good. (Editors Note : The "afraid" factory could be the same place as the "dick" factory)
And then, they should make her stand on the street in front of a booing crowd with a sandwich board that reads "I drink wine coolers".
I also should note that if I were one of those people who pieced together inane youtube clips with my own titles, music and sound, I would play this clip with a loop of Dane Cook breathily saying "...AND THE PICKLES!" over and over again.
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