H: Good morning John! We're at the food farm and we are here acquiring supplies
for the Second Annual Hungry Games.
Which is basically when some friends and I play a stupid game and if you win the stupid game,
you get to eat something delicious stuffed inside of a dessert.
M: Peanut Butter. H: And if you lose, you have to eat something super terrible...
stuffed inside a dessert. E: Oh my god...
This year, instead of cookies, we're having brownies and instead of just two contestants, we're having three.
Myself, Michael Aranda, and Emily Graslie.
E: *laughs*
H: Let's make some brownies. E: We're making brownies!
E: Oh no...
H: So there's two components to the Hungry Games...
One is we're gonna eat food cause we're hungry,
And two, those fish are also hungry. M: For my fishing pole...
H: There's a great deal on the line right now.
H: Don't screw up. E: I'm... suddenly...
H: Yep! E: Not excited for this. H: You agreed!
H: YESYESYES!!!
H: I got like, a million. E: I feel noxious all of a sudden and we haven't even eaten any.
M: Just gonna... not look and take this one. E: This one.
E: It smells like sriracha. It is pretty good.
H: Yeah? E: I really like this
E: I can probably eat the rest of this actually... H: There's a trash can right here. M: Stand right over it.
E: What is it? H: I think it's caviar. Maybe caviar tastes good.
E: I'm gonna start putting sriracha in all my brownies from now on...
H: I'll try. M: Anyone wanna try a caviar brownie? E: I kinda do.
H: AHH AHH AHH
M: You like this? This smells weird. H: *coughing and gagging*
E: This tastes like crap! H: MY FACE!!!
M: And Hank won this round. *collective laughing*
M: It tasted like nothing. E: No, this tasted like reproductive organs.
H: Michael reigns supreme! E: Ooooooh!
E: That was a big bite. M: You got right in there.
E: *laughter* H: It's a fish stick... M: Oh dude, I was kinda hoping for that one.
M: I really like fish sticks.
H: Right yeah! Right in there!
E: Oh my god... H: Is it beans?
E: I think it is, yeah. I still feel like I lucked out.
H: What do you got? M: Peanut Butter.
*Emily and Hank groan*
E: Alright. SHOOP SUGAR SUGAR SUGAR
H: Aww... E: Did I win!? I won!!
E: I need a nap...
E: What is it? H: Horseradish...
E: Oh yaaay! I didn't get that one! H: AUGGGGH
E: I thought you liked horseradish!
H: Instead of chocolate and horseradish, it's chocolate and horseradish and spit!
H: Oh noooo! I'm so happy right now!
H: You're handling this very well... E: How is it?
M: Fine... it's a little cheesy. E: It's not- oh...
H: Michael has 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10...
E: 5, 6, 7, 8, 9... :( H: OOOOH M: WOOOO
H: I think you got the peas... I got the spam! E: I got the peas!
E: I don't like wasabi peas at all... I don't like it!
H: Mine has spam in it... 3, 2, 1. *noms*
H: Negative feeling about this. OH! There's so many chunks!
M: *incomprehensible* it's hard. I'm just gonna suck on it for a while. E: I'm still kinda hungry...
M: All I can think of at this point is "how are we going to outdo this for next year?"
H: Glad you're ready for this to happen next year!
H: What am I doing??
H: Thank you for joining me, both Michael and Emily. Thank you to Stephan for filming.
This was a delicious evening interspersed with really terrible experiences.
M: Goodbye John. H: See ya Tuesday!