Moatas:
"I know you're a convicted fellon and a democrat, but I'm just glad you're not related, like Mary's last boyfriend."
Hinermad:
The Large Intestine: Your Colon Pal!
Misturkey_Grant:
~Hello sir, I'm William, I'm here to escort Janet to the pr- ~William? You call that a handshake? It's like a wet noodle- ~Daddy, please- ~You got rubbers? ~DAD!!!
UnReality:
"Not Arthur L. Swerdloff, International Man of Mystery?!" "No, the other one."
yo:
we've never heard of us either
UnReality:
"For the last time, we were somewhere around *here* when the drugs began to take hold, all right?"
wd40:
I find it amusing that the rust out patches actually spells out "RUST."
Misturkey_Grant:
Mobil's Official Refugee of the month-- KURDS! All Kurds get a free logo travel mug and CIA intel with every fill-up!
wd40:
"Zoom zoom?"
Amon:
The toilet: A good place to heave from the food-poisoning you got from eating there.
wd40:
I can't tell you how many miles of 8mm "scenic America through the Bel Aire windshield" footage we have in grandma's attic.
Moatas:
Unable to find any cops to chase them, a group of has-been actors do it themselves