January 30, 2011 | 0 Comments
Stu: Dead monkeys and autoerotic asphyxiation? That’s my cue.
Stu: Dead monkeys and autoerotic asphyxiation? That’s my cue.
Marci: What? I’m not good enough to get knocked up by god? Fuck you! Some friend you are. Charlie: That monkey was a deviant and a cock…
Marci: The rabbit done died.
Jonathan Kasdan: You smell like cigarettes, champagne and cool ranch Doritos.
Hank: Are you guys really sisters or is this kind of like some white stripes deal?
Marci: Let’s get this golden shower started.
Zig: Not you Corrine, you give lousy head. You’re timid and you lack focus. We need to get you some Ritalin.
Karen: Let’s go get you a pregnancy test. Marci: And some snacks?
Zig: Of course I haven’t had an erection in the past decade but that’s another story, but that doesn’t stop me from giving face rides to…
Hank: I got a date with my dong and some hotel pornography, the good stuff too, penetration and everything.