** Bear and I sitting in the living room, watching television. 'Urinary Incontinence' commercial comes on. I have panic attack thinking about being forced to try all those meds even though my problem was surgically induced and I was unable to pee which is a whole different problem. And I experienced the entirety of the the panel of side effects. For each drug ... anyway, this snippet of a life waylaid follows:
me: Ugh. These commercials still give me a pit in my stomach.
bear: How come?
me: Duh. That year I couldn't pee? Remember I had to take all those drugs?
bear: Oh, yeah. Well, it's good that it's pretty much cleared up now, huh?
me: Yeah right. That shit is still all wack.
bear: ... *smirks*
bear: We really need to move closer to an urban area so you can say 'that shit is still wack' and have an actual audience.
I think Frasier is making him snarky.