June 9, 2012 | 0 Comments
Wes: Bone them back. Travis: Twice as hard.
Wes: Bone them back. Travis: Twice as hard.
Wes: Please don’t eat that in front of me. Honestly, I think I’m dying. I’m starving to death.
Travis: Travis 2.0 my ass.
Travis: Who else here thinks Wes has not moved on?
Travis: And you need to hide the cat because the captain is coming.
Travis: Two things I know: Women and strays.
Travis: People on ecstasy don’t even like you. Wes: That’s rude.
Travis: One more foot and we would have shot you.
Wes [to Travis]: You don’t have to come. It’s dinner time. Go eat a burrito.
Travis [to Wes]: Man, that’ s not how you spell thank you!