Dark: Do you want to know how I actually hurt my wrist? Anti: Yes. Dark: I was hula hooping. Wilford and I attend a class for fitness and for fun. Anti: Oh my God. Dark: I’ve mastered all the moves. The pizza toss, the tornado, the scorpion, the oopsie-doodle. Anti: Why are you telling me this? Dark: Because no one will ever believe you. Anti: You sick son of a bitch.