Here are just a few of the key ingredients: dynamite, pole vaulting, laughing gas, choppers - can you see how incredible this is going to be? - hang gliding, come on!

He don't give an F about nothin'!

Titty sprinkles.

Your cat could easily spill your Starbucks onto your Macbook and sizzle your MP3.

Would you look at those two? Don't act like you don't shop at Kohl's, Yacht.

I heartily approve this song and this series.

Luke Greenfield should list his Wikipedia page as one of his writing credits.

Go suck a bag of Cheetos.

If I were Alex Karpovksy, even I wouldn't cast Alex Karpovsky in my Alex Karpovsky movie.

Despite all his rage he is still just a rat in a cage match.

This does NOT make me want to dance with Pop and Lock Santa.

I only came here for the Snorg Tees chicks.

Looks like Mr. Belding has been eating every meal at The Max.

I won't watch until she promises to keep her damn pants on.

"That's water down there, innit?"

"Cowboy by Jason Statham. A rough, rewarding new scent from the makers of McGraw by Tim McGraw."

This is Wong on so many levels.

Finally a Karpovsky movie where he plays a lovelorn intellectual just trying to figure out life in New York.