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"heiniken...fuck that shit,pabst blue ribbon!"
"you want me to open the beer frank?"
"NO i want you to fuck it!"
"well if it is'nt fat stinkin billy boy.how are thou,thou globby bottle of cheap stinking chip oil? come and get one in the yarbles,if ya got any yarbles!"
"it is'nt real."
"no shit"
"ya see it was real,then i got sick and all the hair fell out."
"how'd ya get sick?"
"...i loved a woman who was'nt clean."
"mrs. santa?"
"no it was her sister."
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how 'bout a nice greasy pork sandwich served inna dirty ashtray?
Budduskey:i am the motherfucking shore patrol,motherfucker!i am the motherfucking shore patrol!give this man a beer.
"Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman.
"Get stuffed!" replied the Harlequin, sneering.
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