They've skipped all the boring stuff straight to the sweet, sweet half-assing it for a paycheck!

"We've secretly replaced the chlorine in this pool with Frāno. Let's see if anyone can tell the difference!"

Golly I sure hope they can find some more attractive young women to wear bikinis for this movie.

He's got a bit of Gilbert Gottfried going on there.

The Frisco Kid: Lost In new York

One Christmas in London I ended up at a friend's house watching an all-singing Seth MacFarlane Xmas Special on TV. It was surprisingly non-terrible, as far as Kristmas Krap goes.

He'd just wonder when stag party records went mainstream.

"Ronald REAGAN!?!"

I wish I had a cool grandpa.

I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD ASK.
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Yes.

You have pleased Franco. He will kill you last.

That's because it had a guy getting hit in the groin with a football. It worked on so many levels!

That's a flag. A flaggot is a meat patty made from plork.

I stand by my completely serious assertion that even the most rudimentary safety procedures were entirely unnecessary. Apart from the whole "getting hit by a train" thing.

Also, cylinders aren't pressed, they're etched. Poseur.

When you hear it on CD, it's so dense. Every single second has SO many things going on

Just one more buddy and they can form an Isosceles Lock.

Wait, you want us to GIVE them away? They're CDs! They're so valuable god damn drug addicts break into my house to steal them!

*turns up heat in Guy Incognito's apartment*

They said I was mad to keep all those AOL discs. MAD! Well who's the idiot now, huh? Kneel before your new master HAHAHAHA!!!