Can people really distinguish between cheap American or Canadian beers? Maybe if they were side by side and I really thought about it I could taste a difference, but I doubt it. The fifty bajillion cigarettes I've smoked probably don't help my ability to distinguish them. *eats cork drink coaster, refers to it as…

They still make Molson Golden? That disappeared on the Canadian prairies in the early 1990s. When I was a bartender in Winnipeg, almost no one drank Molson Canadian—if I sold a Molson, it was "Molson Dry" (which sounds like a joke, like "Duff Dry", but isn't).

*billy boy runs out of Moe's, crying*

#1: So, what do you think of Samatha?

Lou: But I thought you said that her constant need for reassurance paired poorly with your general tendency to want to detach, creating an unworkable dynamic in which neither party is satisfied. You said that after years of soul-searching, you'd come to realize that you only loved the idea of her, and because she…

I think Cohl and Hart's production will likely do an excellent job of exploring themes of corruption, loneliness, decay and dread. In focussing on the character of David Seville, the play will ask important questions about the compromises to integrity that can occur when one is surrounded by talking chipmonks.

In accordance with my new policy of giving people the benefit of the doubt, I just assumed you meant either "people who are competitive" or "godless Finns".

…but then you bought tickets as soon as you heard their tourism board's new promotional song, "You'd Better Belize It!"

Yeah, but 14,000 of those upvotes were from ZODIAC COMMENTLIKER, so they don't count.

But what about the creepy glory that is Swedish Rhapsody?

Counterpoint: I've seen them many times, and they were always worn by women 5'6 or shorter. (Anecdotal: the best kind of evidence).

[platform shoes crash through window]
Cruise Sr.: Did anyone pray for giant shoes?
L'il Tommy: I did!
Cruise Sr.: Okely-dokely

They look more like those solid-bottom shoes that don't have a separate heel but are raised at the heel like high heels. You know, like short girls sometimes wear to create (albeit poorly) the illusion of height.

"Calf protection? That's for pussies!" - Achilles

WW: Ok, I need you to make sure that my armor protects my calves. My calves must be impervious to all forms of attack. I cannot stress this enough: protect the calves.

It's not white boy day? or age?

Codeine's a sin, Husky—a sin against life. Oxy, on the other hand—that's a fucking gift from the gods. *drops 80 mg pill into spoon, adds 120 units of water and heats it, crushes it, sucks up solution through a quarter of a cigarette filter and injects it directly into his l'il wang*

As per its advice.

I've left many of my most important business decisions in the capable hands of L'il Wang.

"Sausageeees! Sausageees! Sausageeeeees!" - GRRM, played by Scott Thompson.