It's the 2001 MTV Video Music Awards. Try to contain yourself. The screen runs through a list of attendees of the show, assuming that we'd know who Estella Warren is. Every girl's a blonde. That mention of Jewel was probably an accident. Jamie Foxx is hosting. We could have told you that was a mistake three years ago. (We are joined by roommate Ray.) Screaming. An announcer says, "The opera is about to begin." Because it's at the Metropolitan Opera House, you see. Jamie Foxx stands with a hat over his face, throwing gang signs as the audience just keeps screaming. Half-naked women in the back hold instruments near their navels. Jamie Foxx starts singing, pretending to smoke a blunt, wearing a fake happy face. How to describe this opening opera montage? Hmm. You wrote better song parodies during fifth-grade lunch. Oh, right, because there's no parody. He's just singing a medley of pop music to an opera background.

Stee: You know what's weird for me? That after having to do the Teen Choice Awards, suddenly I feel like I'm watching the Oscars. Pamie: I know. Very exciting. Stee: Oh. Jamie Foxx is going to do opera. Pamie: No, they're kidding. Stee: No. They're not. Why are they cheering like that? Pamie: I don't know. Jamie Foxx probably doesn't have pants on in back or something. You know what I like about this? They don't do it every single week on Saturday Night Live with Will Ferrell and Ana Gasteyer and a keyboard. Stee: All right. It took forty-five seconds to do a fart joke. Pamie: Is that what he just did? My tastes are too high to detect that. Stee: Does he owe Adam Sandler money for this opera thing? Pamie: I think he owes every other comic money for ruining comedy. Stee: Why are you laughing? Did he say something funny? Pamie: No. The way the opera girl was standing with someone behind her, it looked like a dick was falling in and out of her skirt. Stee: I'd rather see a dick fall in and out of her skirt than this crap. Pamie: I know. I was just looking at the fake dick. Stee: Man, the set looks like Connect Four. Pamie: Is it over? Stee: I don't know. Yeah. The DJ is yelling now. Pamie: Everybody just yells all the time.

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It's the 2001 MTV Video Music Awards. Try to contain yourself. The screen runs through a list of attendees of the show, assuming that we'd know who Estella Warren is. Every girl's a blonde. That mention of Jewel was probably an accident. Jamie Foxx is hosting. We could have told you that was a mistake three years ago. (We are joined by roommate Ray.)

Screaming. An announcer says, "The opera is about to begin." Because it's at the Metropolitan Opera House, you see. Jamie Foxx stands with a hat over his face, throwing gang signs as the audience just keeps screaming. Half-naked women in the back hold instruments near their navels. Jamie Foxx starts singing, pretending to smoke a blunt, wearing a fake happy face. How to describe this opening opera montage? Hmm. You wrote better song parodies during fifth-grade lunch. Oh, right, because there's no parody. He's just singing a medley of pop music to an opera background.

Stee: You know what's weird for me? That after having to do the Teen Choice Awards, suddenly I feel like I'm watching the Oscars.
Pamie: I know. Very exciting.
Stee: Oh. Jamie Foxx is going to do opera.
Pamie: No, they're kidding.
Stee: No. They're not. Why are they cheering like that?
Pamie: I don't know. Jamie Foxx probably doesn't have pants on in back or something. You know what I like about this? They don't do it every single week on Saturday Night Live with Will Ferrell and Ana Gasteyer and a keyboard.
Stee: All right. It took forty-five seconds to do a fart joke.
Pamie: Is that what he just did? My tastes are too high to detect that.
Stee: Does he owe Adam Sandler money for this opera thing?
Pamie: I think he owes every other comic money for ruining comedy.
Stee: Why are you laughing? Did he say something funny?
Pamie: No. The way the opera girl was standing with someone behind her, it looked like a dick was falling in and out of her skirt.
Stee: I'd rather see a dick fall in and out of her skirt than this crap.
Pamie: I know. I was just looking at the fake dick.
Stee: Man, the set looks like Connect Four.
Pamie: Is it over?
Stee: I don't know. Yeah. The DJ is yelling now.

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