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Female Employee: Hey, Tim? Show Joel how everything you touch turns into Skittles.
(Tim touches the stapler she offers him and it turns into Skittles)
Joel: That's awesome!
Tim: Is it awesome? When you can't hold your newborn baby boy in your arms? Did you feed and dress yourself this morning? I didn't. I met a man on the bus today. I shook his hand. ...He'll never see his family again. I guess it's pretty awesome.
(Tim touches the stapler she offers him and it turns into Skittles)
Joel: That's awesome!
Tim: Is it awesome? When you can't hold your newborn baby boy in your arms? Did you feed and dress yourself this morning? I didn't. I met a man on the bus today. I shook his hand. ...He'll never see his family again. I guess it's pretty awesome.
— "Touch the Rainbow" Skittles commercial
Live-Action TV
"I'm like King Midas in reverse here. Everything I touch turns to shit."
— Tony Soprano, The Sopranos
Music
First comes the blessing of all that you've dreamed
But then comes the curses of diamonds and rings
Only at first did it have its appeal
But now you can't tell the false from the real
Who can you trust?
When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold
But then comes the curses of diamonds and rings
Only at first did it have its appeal
But now you can't tell the false from the real
Who can you trust?
When everything, everything, everything you touch turns to gold, gold, gold
Imagine Dragons, "Gold"
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
— Florence + the Machine, "Rabbit Heart"
Web Original
T-Rex: Midas watches in horror as his planet dies a golden death!
Utahraptor: But not for long! He's soon overcome by the terrible sensation of drowning on dry land: any air that touches his lungs is being transmuted on contact into tiny flecks of gold. He suffocates and dies as his lungs fill with the formerly precious metal. Air that touches his cooling body continues to transmute, and he's soon covered in a fine golden layer of ash.
T-Rex: The moral is not to make wishes like that, King Midas!!
Utahraptor: But not for long! He's soon overcome by the terrible sensation of drowning on dry land: any air that touches his lungs is being transmuted on contact into tiny flecks of gold. He suffocates and dies as his lungs fill with the formerly precious metal. Air that touches his cooling body continues to transmute, and he's soon covered in a fine golden layer of ash.
T-Rex: The moral is not to make wishes like that, King Midas!!
