Bit: SUSHI MANIA Episode: 814- Riding With Death Transcription by VinylBoy20@aol.com [SOL] (Mike is dressed as a chef and has a huge grill in front of him like they have at sushi restaurants. There's a number of chopped up items in piles which he is still wildly chopping up. Crow: Mmmm.... Tom: Hi everyone, and welcome to the Satellite of Love. Say, did you know Mike spent a two-year stint as a sushi chef at a place called Suki Yummi? Ha ha ha. Neither did I. (Suddenly shouting) So he went completely mental! Now he's slicing up everything o the ship! (Mike is constantly chopping things and dropping his butcher knife and fork. He hits the knife to the grill to get Tom's attention) Tom: What's that, Mike? Oh, you want to slice another onion. Sure. I know how happy that makes you. Crow: Can I just get a piece of shrimp before you turn it into shrimp pudding? (Mike cuts and just misses Crow's hand) Crow: Whoa! Stop cutting already, Mike! I'm woozy from hunger! Tom: You know, Mike's dangerous enough just weilding that big chunky body of his around, but give him a knife and it's "Goodnight, Irene." (Mike grinds pepper on grill) Tom: What now? Oh, you want to slice the pepper! Crow: Yeah, he's slicing the pepper. Tom: Sure! Yeah, the pieces have been coming out kinda big. Go to town! (to Cambot) There's about a 1 in 4 chance were gonna get out of this alive! Crow: Allright! That's it! I want a piece of steak. (Mike chops off Crow's hand) Crow: Ow!! Gee, thanks! (Mike tries to cut up Crow's hand) Crow: Now he's trying to slice it. That's nice. Yeah. He's trying to slice my hand up. Good. (Mike puts hand in front of Crow) Crow: No, that's fine, Mike. You cut my hand up and then serve it to me. Good. The thing is, I'm so hungry, it looks good to me. Tom: I know. Crow: My own hand looks delicious! You see what you've done to me, Mike!? You see what you've done!? Tom: You folks better not see anymore of this. We'll be right back. Crow (puts his head on grill): Try my head. Tom: Not the head, Crow! Not the head! No! Crow: Try my head. Just try me. Go ahead. (After break) Mike (chews on Crow's hand): Well, there's just not much meat on your claw, Crow. Crow: Well, there's no meat, Mike. I'm made from molybdenum. Can I have my hand back please? Mike: Sure. .