I know this video is kind of old but that doesn't mean it's not getting funnier each time I watch it.
Pulling any information at all out of this kid must be enough to drive someone to drink. Simple questions must turn into infuriating hour long conversations.
"Max, what do you feel like having for dinner?"
"Please repeat the question."
"Oh come on, don't start this shit again man. Dinner. What do you want?"
"Dimmer?"
"Dinner."
"Dingy?"
"Dinner!!!"
"Dental Care?"
"I'm gonna fucking punch you, dude."
"Punch. A drink made with fruit juices, soda, spices, and sometimes liquor, typically served in small cups from a large bowl?"
"No, punch, as in make a fist, throw it in the general direction of your football shaped head, and knock you into next fucking Tuesday. Punch."
I don't know how the goddamn lady reading him the word doesn't throw her hair in a pony tail, take her glasses off, slip into her favorite pair of brass knuckles, charge the stage and serve this kid a cold knuckle sandwich on wheat. Do his parents just throw on hard hats and get into full blown jackhammer fights everynight in the kitchen while he's trying to fall asleep in the next room? There's absolutely no other conceivable explanation as to why he has the hearing of a 90 year old heavy metal drummer.
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