Add in Summer Rental with John Candy.

And crack would be little Haley Joel Osment?

"I've never had the energy drink that bares my name, by all accounts it's awful. But the jetski I bought with the paycheck is fantastic."

The first time I saw the Arizona version in a gas station cooler, I swore it was a picture of Michael Caine on the can.

Well, sure. But can you snort Picard's flute off glass coffee table?

I'll require a case of apricot brandy to make it through this election cycle.

That's a penny you OWE him!

"I didn't understand consent at the age of 19" comes off as a lame lawyer excuse. "Just play dumb, Nate. Politicians do it all the time."

Perhaps we shall dub you "Tacky Jackie"?

When I heard that on the radio yesterday I yelled out (to nobody in particular) "Of fucking COURSE it's Geragos!".

"COOKIE! You KNOW you're not supposed to be eating those hoagies!"

The final shot is him plopping down on a couch and biting into a toast point slathered in goose liver pate, smirking at the camera.

Well he IS the chairman of the Mr Belvedere fan club.

"I never had corn as sweet as the corn I ate when I was twelve. Jesus…does anyone?" -Richard Dreyfuss

I smell a lawsuit on the horizon for the makers of Moon Shoes.

You have to roll it around the handle of a Flesh Light.

It could be D'Souza's "Up" series. "No no no, THIS is the year the Dems bring about the apocalypse, For realz this time guys."

Try the Ewok tartare.

Mom would also pluralize it. Such as, "Hon, do you watch The Kroll Shows?"

There's a special circle in hell for Clapton & Vaughan for turning a perfect song like Little Wing into an interminable wank fest.