I make more money than Calvin Coolidge - PUT TOGITHER!

*guitar riff*
*sings*
Actually there are several…
Actually there are several…
Actually there are several ways TO ROCK

Okay, guys and gals….how many breasts?

Damn indeed. If one more freshman spells Jason's grlfriend's name Madea, I'm just gonna quit teaching and go sell shoes.

Just film both in an own-off and I'll be happy.

Three, sir! THREE.

IMPRESSIVE. MOST IMPRESSIVE.

I like it, and I'm old and bitter.

Do the double feature with Soylent Green!

Can we place bets? January 2013, then.

Not only do Texans NOT care if Willie smokes a doob, we even buy his damn biodiesel! And we know the names of his songs.
What's wrong with you, O'Neil? It's Willie Nelson, the Official Hippie of Texas!

Me, too. I'm pouting and haven't seen the remake because I thought the original owned.

But really - the message is that it's better to be a skank?

I'll just go ahead and show myself off your lawn…

Ah, disco. There wasn't a club without the overwhelming funk of combined amyl nitrate poppers (which smell like old feet) and openly-smoked pot. New dollar bills were for rolling up and sticking up your nose. I exaggerate my involvement, though - I couldn't afford cocaine.

Seriously, I'm disappointed. I'm about as boring a person as there is, and even I managed to have some amazing times in the 70's, with nowhere near the cocaine or excuses this guy had. Boo.

I Bow to Your Expertise.

Please, allow me…

I'm Merlin, the happy pig…

jacklegs and ratchetjaws