January 9, 2011 | 0 Comments
Hank: My adventures in the screen trade have been about as much fun as forced anal.
Hank: My adventures in the screen trade have been about as much fun as forced anal.
Hank: Not only does the lady have bodacious ta-ta’s she also has splendiferous taste in literature.
Hank: A lot can happen in a weekend.
Abby: Start with a shower, you smell like you just walked out of a fisting contest.
Abby: Is there something I should know here? Charlie: Such as? Abby: Is he retarded?
Charlie: Remember how fast my masturbation video spread? That was unnerving.
Hank: What’s that look? Charlie: What look? Hank: That shifty somewhat cunty look of yours.
Hank: Barney Greengrass, where you may have very well been conceived, young lady. Becca: Really? Hank: Yeah. Karen: Actually, no, it was…
Sue: (To Charlie) Whether you know it or not, you’re a maverick, a renegade, you beat off to the march of your own drummer.
Becca: I ended up sexiled with the nerd, the Michael Cera type.