We ride the big fuckers.  The real big fuckers.

Scooby Snacks used to be phone code a certain friend in a certain business used to use in certain situations.

I'm only gonna say this once.  If you want to keep working here, stay off the drugs.

Also the greatest movie title of all time.

I only teach to pay the bills while I'm working on my novel.

I'm glad that weed, even the strong shit, even if I haven't smoked in a while and it hits like a freight train, doesn't effect me as negatively.  Diff'rent strokes 'n all.

A sinister, mob-connected Tennessee law Firm partner.

Here's….onefromJohnny….PAYCHECK!

Off the salvia subject but related to Springfieldian tripping.  I was watching the Simpsons on shrooms one time.  While peaking.  I thought I was able to control the episode's outcomes with my mind.

Let me get this straight.  You want me to throw that radio in the tub when "White Rabbit" peaks.

I am going on tour to follow the Krustyburger Ribwich

I was kicked out of my sophomore dorm, six weeks into the school year.  I'd blame that mostly on the unholy amount of cheap beer and booze we were also consuming though.

Full fookin' frontal ya dodge cunt.

Oh shit.  There goes the planet.

Needs more Chris Parnell.

I have pissed my pants and there is nothing I can do about it.

Must put on 'repeat' Hal Holbrook's 'don't give this sumbitch one thin dime' scene.

I need more Z-meds.  Ahhh, good old Z.  Haven't tripped shit on Zed since…

Walter Koenig and George Takei both share the poolhouse.  And a fondness for Liberace and mesh shirts.

TJ Hooker?