“I would hate to be on that album, Romans on Rice.”
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“I would hate to be on that album, Romans on Rice.”
“I would hate to be on that album, Romans on Rice.”
“Since you’re the big Kahuna, can you wrap her in fly paper?”
“I love you in total color.”
“You don’t have a clue about clue clocking.”
Nurse: “Does your knee hurt?”
Patient: “It’s a sauce.”
“No, I don’t want you to style my thumbs.”
“They really are lamp people.”
“What got them into heaven, their little buzz, buzz, buzz?”
“Maybe you blacked out and ate toast.”
“Would you mind shoving it in the round?”
“All he’s ever done is push things 12 feet.”
“I’m ready to be drifting in peanut sylvan.”
“Blue goes in, eggs go out.”
“You people and your Brazilian fart agencies are doing a great job.”
“Check your labia twice before you put it on.”
“Don’t mind me, I have all the heimer’s.”
“What we are closest to we notice because the World Intellectual is hiding right there.”
“Break God your thing, duster of liberty, of thee I swing.”
“Will you deliver this [meal] to Denver?”
“Honey, this is cloud level 1. You’re headed to cloud level 3 with the other bright lights.”