One quarter drunk?

Naw, ya'll can squeeze 'em with yo left* o' right hand.

Only if it's the alternate spelling of sploosh.

It's meant to be sublicuntminal.

These space aliens are coming across our Kuiper Belt, raping our Earth women, selling non-Earth drugs, and taking our Earth jobs! Hmmph.

And then have Katniss go over there and kick some major Iranian ass, 'cause she's a total cun…

That's the Canadian national motto. That, or "Tuques Rule!"

I can you that double!

C, U, N, Tea Time! How nice.

Super meth.

Kewl. History rulez!

As opposed to her other smash hits, Smack My Bitch Up, or Funky Cold Pasty White Protestant Medina.

I traded the table for an ottoman. If you want, we can get "phrasing" back on the ottoman.

Peter Jackson presents The Canterbury Tales in 100 parts.

Ah. It was my understanding that the Southern unions were more interested in preventing Negros from taking "white" jobs then in actually improving conditions for exploited workers, but that might just be the Northern Liberal Propaganda that was so energetically doled out in East Coast Institutions of Higher Learning.

Nobody expects the Irony!!

This guy. This guy gets it.

It's always worth it, in the end.

When I saw those hacked naked photos of Jennifer Lawrence I painted something even more "tacky" across her face. Hmmph.

I wouldn't protest too much if the guitar intro to Hotel California on that album got stuck in my head. The rest of the song, however, would turn me into the President of ISIS. (Not the ISIS on Archer.)