Oh my God, I've got friends.

What was that in the box?

This is what hapens when you don't eat breakfast.

I always like a nice curbjob.

Where do you keep your Black fags? I'm late for a funeral.

Well, keep it to yourself.

Oh, my goodness.

Who's screwing with the Metro Traffic board?

That's not very nice. She's just a little kid.

I've always leaned towards the Syrian erections, myself.

Pay close attention

Jane Skinner has a one track mind.

Maybe you should buy your home dinner, first.

What the fuck.