April 14, 2002
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Now, son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for daddys, and kids with fake I.D.s Welcome to Dumpsville. Population: you
Tonight I’m going to party like it’s on sale for $19.99! Son, when you participate in sporting events, it’s not whether you win or lose: it’s how drunk you get
As you know, your permanent record will one day disqualify you from all but the hottest and noisiest jobs I saw weird stuff in that place last night. Weird, strange, sick, twisted, eerie, godless, evil stuff. And I want in
Always remember that you’re representing your country. I guess what I’m saying is, don’t mess up France the way you messed up your room. image to be entered To alcohol ... the cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems!
I like my beer cold, my TV loud, and my homosexuals flaaaming! Oh, so they have internet on computers now!
Excuse me Doctor, I think I now a little something about medicine Aah! Hey, get off my sugar. Bad bees! Bad! Ow. Oww! Oh, they're defending themselves somehow!!
image to be added laterWhat IS your fascination with my forbidden closet of mystery Me fail English? That's unpossible
Hi, I'm Moe or as the women know me - Hey! You in the bushes I’ve figured out an alternative to giving up my beer. Basically, we become a family of travelling acrobats
Good evening, everyone, and welcome to a wonderful evening of theatre and picking up after yourselves. Y’know,you remind me of a poem I can’t remember, and a song that may never have existed, and a place I’m not sure I’ve ever been to.
Fat Tony is the cancer on this fair city. He is the cancer and I am the … uh …what cures cancer? Attempted murder? Now what is that? Do we give a nobel prize for attempted chemistry?