Adam Lambert: Now get me the raccoon.
Production Assistant: Um, there’s a lot of stuff here. I’m not sure we have room for the raccoon.
AL: What do you mean no room for the raccoon? This photograph is about liberation. From the
shackles of society! How can you say that without a raccoon?
PA: Well, you’ve got the chains. And the bracelets and the tie and butterfly and the bed and the belt
and the unbuttoned shirt and the…Okay, I’ll get the rac- Ow! He bit me. The little fucker bit me!
AL: Of course he bit you, Olivier, he’s a liberated raccoon. What else would you expect from a
liberated raccoon, a kiss on the ass?
PA: Um. It’s kind of bleeding. Should I…
AL: Should you bring me the raccoon? Yes. Bring me the raccoon.
PA: **Sigh** Where do you want it?
AL: **Pointing to his cock.**