Chino: Baby Goose Down pillow *sigh* Hey girl, I’ll be your pillow AND your comforter.
Jack: You’d think they’d call it: Lars, the real boy.
Eibmoz: We should make a C-Tates one for Burnsy.
Burnsy: The C-Tates pillow goes between your legs and vibrates so your butt cheeks clap while you sleep.
Jack: I’m having a little trouble reading this. Can anyone tell me what the first ingredient is?
BK: WINE AND FROST
Will Smiff: Nick Nolte in a bumper car. You know what this implies about your argument.
Donk: What the fuck happened to Paul Hogan?
Chell: He has a 5 year old? Awwwww I bet he goes to some sweet ass tea parties.
Erswi: I don’t see what the big deal is. He’s seventy-one and his daughter is five. That means when she was conceived he was like sixty-sss…ewwww.
Donk: Nick Nolte’s sperm is so drunk that this girl was conceived from a load fired in 1989.
Donk: There’s no such thing as a Mexican ghost. They’re excellent at crossing over to the other side.