Mostly. They ran out of indian costumes so a few of the guys ended up disguising themselves as a sort of idealized version of the complete renaissance man.

This show is goofy as hell and stupid as shit and makes sport of pissing all over the facts of our nation's birth and holy shit I'll be damned if I'm not loving the fuck out of it

COUNTERPOINT: I had sex last night.

You gotta leave it on at least 3 days to get the smell right.

How fortunate you wore garters to Galaxy of Terror then!

Perhaps, but anything below medium well really puts me off.

I forgot that one. I genuinely love that obnoxious fucking movie!

Now if we're talking about gang raping Tom Friedman…

I watched the first few episodes but I never could get past that incredibly stupid concept.

New Showtime Motto: "You'll love our original fiction because our marketting executives won't let the writers kill your favorite characters!"

MORE SPOILERS: The original Enterprise only got, like, 3 years into its 5 year mission, dude.

I can beat that. My personal grossest moment was a couple of days after we moved into our house. It had rained very, very hard and the 100 year old sewers in our 100 year old neighborhood backed up into our basement to a depth of about two inches. While running a pump to suck that shit (literally) out of there I…

Ethiopia, huh? It's true then, Haile Selassie is the returned messiah!

In our neighborhood there used to be three different fried chicken places within half a block of each other. I used to joke that if I was struck blind I could still find my way home by following the stench.

Because God is still on probation for that time they caught him in Joe Francis’ Girls Gone Wild bus.

That or taking part in a gang rape.

Especially when you burn cow feces instead of wood, as many poor Indians do.

Listen to two Throbbing Gristle albums and call us in the morning.

You fuckin' corndog

*echos bunnymen*